I was standing by my window
on a cold and cloudy day,
when I saw the hearse come rollin'
for to take my mother away.

Will the circle be unbroken?
By and by Lord, by and by,
there's a better home a-waitin'
in the sky Lord, in the sky.

So I told the undertaker,
"Undertaker, please drive slow,
'cause this lady that you're haulin'
Lord, I hate to see her go."

Will the circle be unbroken?
By and by Lord, by and by,
there's a better home a-waitin'
in the sky Lord, in the sky.

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.

Will the circle be unbroken?
By and by Lord, by and by,
there's a better home a-waitin'
in the sky Lord, in the sky.

I went back home,my home was lonesome,
missed my mother, she was gone.
all my brothers and sisters crying
in our home so sad and alone.

Will the circle be unbroken?
By and by Lord, by and by,
there's a better home a-waitin'
in the sky Lord, in the sky.

We sang the songs of childhood,
hymns of faith that made us strong,
ones that our mother had 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-waitin'
in the sky Lord, in the sky...

Pretty self-explanatory, isn't it? My bio-mum died when I was quite young, and this song isn't about her. It's about my other mum, the one who still makes me pecan pies and calls me Robert when she's disappointed in me. What will I do without her. Someday, I will have to find out.