I was standing by the window,
On one cold and cloudy day,
And I saw the hearse come rolling
For to carry my mother away.
Can the circle be unbroken, bye and bye, lord, bye and bye,
There's a better home a-waiting, in the sky, lord, in the sky.
Lord, I told the undertaker,
Undertaker, please drive slow,
For this body you are hauling,
Lord, I hate to see her go.
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.
Went back home, lord, my home was lonesome,
Missed my mother, she was gone.
All my brothers, sisters crying,
What a home so sad and lone.