| Will the circle be unbroken
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| By and by Lord, by and by
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| There’s a better home awaiting
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| In the sky, Lord, in the sky
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| Well I was standing by my window
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| On one cold and cloudy day
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| When I saw the hearse come rolling
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| For to carry my mother away
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| Will the circle be unbroken
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| By and by Lord, by and by
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| There’s a better home awaiting
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| In the sky, Lord, in the sky
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| Undertaker, undertaker
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| Undertaker please drive slow
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| For that body you are hauling
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| Lord, I hate to see her go
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| Will the circle be unbroken
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| By and by Lord, by and by
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| There’s a better home awaiting
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| In the sky Lord, in the sky
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| Well, I followed close behind her
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| Tried to hold up and be brave
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| But I could not hide my sorrow
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| When they laid her in the grave
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| Will the circle be unbroken
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| By and by Lord, by and by
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| There’s a better home awaiting
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| In the sky Lord, in the sky
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| Well, I went back home, yes
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| My home was hopeful
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| Although mother had gone home
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| With my family stand together
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| Now no one stands alone
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| Will the circle be unbroken
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| By and by Lord, by and by
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| There’s a better home awaiting
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| In the sky Lord, in the sky
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| Oh, will the circle be unbroken
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| By and by Lord, by and by
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| There’s a better home awaiting
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| In the sky Lord, in the sky
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| There’s a better home awaiting
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| In the sky Lord, in the sky |