I was standing by my window On a cold and cloudy day, When I saw the hearse come rollin' For to take my love away. CHORUS Will the circle be unbroken? By and by Lord, by and by, There's a better home a-waitin' In the sky Lord, in the sky. I told the undertaker, "Undertaker, please drive slow, For this body you are haulin' Lord, I hate to see him go." Well I followed close behind him, Tried to hold up and be brave, But I could not hide my sorrow When they laid him in the grave.