Mark Brine

Lyrics

Written by: A.P. Carter
I was standing by my window,On one cold and cloudy dayWhen I saw that hearse come rollingFor to carry my mother away
Will the circle be unbrokenBy and by, lord, by and byThere's a better home a-waitingIn the sky, lord, in the sky
I said to that undertakerUndertaker please drive slowFor this lady you are carryingLord, I hate to see here go
Will the circle be unbrokenBy and by, lord, by and byThere's a better home a-waitingIn the sky, lord, in the sky
Oh, I followed close behind herTried to hold up and be braveBut I could not hide my sorrowWhen they laid her in the grave
Will the circle be unbrokenBy and by, lord, by and byThere's a better home a-waitingIn the sky, lord, in the sky
I went back home, my home was lonesomeMissed my mother, she was goneAll of my brothers, sisters cryingWhat a home so sad and lone
Will the circle be unbrokenBy and by, lord, by and byThere's a better home a-waitingIn the sky, lord, in the sky
We sang the songs of childhoodHymns of faith that made us strongOnes that mother Maybelle taught usHear the angels sing along
Will the circle be unbrokenBy and by, lord, by and byThere's a better home a-waitingIn the sky, lord, in the sky
Will the circle be unbrokenBy and by, lord, by and byThere's a better home a-waitingIn the sky, lord, in the sky
Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC