Song Lyrics

I was standing by my window
On a cold and cloudy day
When I saw that hearse come rolling
For to take my mother away

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 told the undertaker,
Undertaker, won't you please drive slow
For that lady that you're hauling
Lord I hate to see her go

Will the circle

Well I followed close behind her
Tried to hold up and be brave
But I could not hold my sorrow
When they laid her in the grave

Will the circle

Carla Olson, Gene Clark