| I was standing by the window | 
| On one cold and cloudy day | 
| When I saw the hearse come rolling | 
| For to take my Mother away | 
| Oh, will the circle be unbroken | 
| By and by, Lord, by and by | 
| There’s a better home awaiting | 
| In the sky, Lord, in the sky | 
| Hey, Undertaker, hey, Undertaker | 
| Undertaker, please drive slow | 
| For that body you are holding | 
| Lord, I hate, I hate to see her go | 
| Oh, will the circle be unbroken | 
| By and by, Lord, by and by | 
| There’s a better home awaiting | 
| In the sky, Lord, in the sky | 
| I went back home | 
| My home was lonesome | 
| Missed my mother, she was gone | 
| All my brothers, sister 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 awaiting | 
| 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 | 
| Oh, will the circle be unbroken | 
| By and by, Lord, by and by | 
| There’s a better home awaiting | 
| In the sky, Lord, in the sky | 
| Oh, will the circle be unbroken | 
| By and by, Lord, by and by | 
| There’s a better home awaiting | 
| In the sky, Lord, in the sky | 
| In the sky, Lord, in the sky |