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I was standing by my window |
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On a cold and cloudy day |
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When I saw the hearse come rollin' |
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For to take my mother away |
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I told the undertaker |
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"Undertaker, please drive slow |
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'Cause that lady that you are haulin' |
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Oh, 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 awaitin' |
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In the sky, Lord, in the sky |
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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 awaitin' |
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In the sky, Lord, in the sky |
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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 awaitin' |
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In the sky, Lord, in the sky |
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So, I followed close behind her |
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Tried to hold up and be brave |
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But I could not hold my sorrow |
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When they laid her in the grave |
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Oh, tell me when the circle be unbroken? |
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By and by, Lord, by and by |
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There's a better home awaitin' |
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In the sky, Lord, in the sky |
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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 awaitin' |
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In the sky, Lord, in the sky |
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Tell me, when the circle be unbroken? |
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Oh, by and by, Lord, by and by |
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There's a better home awaitin' |
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In the sky, Lord, in the sky |
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When the circle be unbroken? |
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By and by, Lord, by and by |
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Oh there's a better home away |
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In the sky, Lord, in the sky |
