Album: Best of Roy Acuff
I was standing by my window 
On a cold and cloudy day
When I saw the hearse come rolling 
To carry 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
I said to the undertaker 
"Undertaker, please drive slow
For this lady you are hauling 
Lord, I hate to see her go."
I will follow close behind her 
Try to hold up and be brave
But I could not hide my sorrow 
When they laid her in her grave
Went back home and home was lonesome 
Since my mother, she had gone
Found my brother's sisters crying 
What a home so sad and lone
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