By: A. P. Carter
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.
2. Oh, I told the undertaker, "Undertaker please drive slow.
For this body you are hauling, Lord, I hate to see her go.
3. 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.
4. I went back home, my home was lonely since my mother she was gone.
Dear old papa, sis, and brother, what a home so sad and lone.