| Well, I was standing by my window |
| On one cold and cloudy day |
| That’s when I saw that black hearse come a-rollin' |
| For to carry my mama away |
| Will the circle be unbroken |
| By and by, Lord, by and by |
| Cause there’s a better home awaiting |
| In the sky, Lord, in the sky |
| Mister undertaker, please, drive slowly |
| For this woman you carry’s my own |
| Mister undertaker, please, drive slowly |
| With the respect that should be shown |
| Will the circle be unbroken |
| By and by, Lord, by and by |
| Cause there’s a better home awaiting |
| In the sky, Lord, in the sky |