Will The Circle Paroles

Will the circle be unbroken
Bye and bye, Lord, bye and bye
there's better home a-waiting
In the sky, Lord, in the sky

I was standing by my window
On one cold and cloudy day
When I saw that hearse come rolling
for to carry my mother away

Lord, I told that undertaker,
"Undertaker, please drive slow
For this body you are hauling
Lord, I hate to see her go".

Then 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