| 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 |
| 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 |
| I said to that undertaker |
| Undertaker please drive slow |
| For this lady you are carrying |
| Lord, I hate to see here go |
| 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 |
| Oh, 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 |
| 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 |
| I went back home, my home was lonesome |
| Missed my mother, she was gone |
| All of my brothers, sisters crying |
| What a home so sad and lone |
| 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 |
| We sang the songs of childhood |
| Hymns of faith that made us strong |
| Ones that mother maybelle taught us |
| Hear the angels sing along |
| 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 |
| 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 |