Will The Circle Be Unbroken
Ada Ruth Habershon & Charles H. Gabriel, 1907
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I was standing by my window,
On one cold and cloudy day,
When I saw the hearse come rolling,
For to carry my mother away.
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Will the circle be unbroken,
By and by, Lord, by and by?
There's a better home a-waiting,
In the sky, Lord, in the sky.
Well, I told the undertaker:
"Undertaker, please drive slow,
For this body ye' are hauling,
Lord, I hate to see her go!"
Well, I followed close behind her,
Tried to hold up and be brave.
But I could not hide my sorrow,
When they laid her in the grave.
I went back home, Lord, my home was lonesome,
Now my mother she was gone.
All my brothers, sisters crying,
What a home so sad and alone.