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I was standing by my window |
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On one cold and cloudy day |
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And I saw the hearse come rolling |
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For to carry my mother away |
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Can the circle be unbroken |
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Bye and bye, Lord, bye and bye |
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There's a better home a-waiting |
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In the sky, Lord, in the sky |
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Oh, I told the undertaker |
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Undertaker, please drive slow |
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For this body you are hauling |
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How I hate to see her go |
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Can the circle be unbroken |
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Bye and bye, Lord, bye and bye |
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There's a better home a-waiting |
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In the sky, Lord, in the sky |
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Lord, I followed close beside 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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Can the circle be unbroken |
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Bye and bye, Lord, bye and bye |
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There's a better home a-waiting |
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In the sky, Lord, in the sky |
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Went back home Lord, My home was lonely |
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Since my mother she had gone |
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All my brothers, sisters crying |
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What a home so sad and lone |
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Can the circle be unbroken |
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Bye and bye, Lord, bye and bye |
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There's a better home a-waiting |
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In the sky, Lord, in the sky |
