Words and music : traditional.
Lyrics :
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 shound 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