Will the circle be unbroken

I was standing by my window, On a cold and cloudy day. When I saw that hearse come rolling, For to carry my mother away. <Chorus>: Will the circle be unbroken, By and by, Lord, by and by? There's a better home a-waiting, In the sky, Lord, in the sky. Lord, I told that undertaker, "Undertaker, please drive slow. For the body you are hauling, Lord, I hate to see her go." <Chorus> Lord, 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. <Chorus> Went back home, Lord, my home was lonesome, Since my mother, she was gone. All my brothers, sister cryin', What a home so sad and lone. <Chorus>