Will The Circle Be Unbroken

Can the circle be unbroken
By and by, Lord, bye and bye?
There's a better home a-waiting
In the sky, Lord, in the sky

I was standing by the window
On one cold and cloudy day;
And I saw the hearse come rolling
For to carry my mother away

Lord, I told the undertaker
"Undertaker, please drive slow
For this body you are hauling
Lord, I hate to see her go."

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

Went back home, Lord. My home was lonesome
Since my mother, she was gone
All my brothers, sisters crying
What a home so sad and lone!

Now my mother, she's crossed over
Where so many have gone before;
And I know, Lord, I will meet her
Just waiting at glory's door