Will The Circle Songtext

I was standing by my window
On one cold and cloudy day
When I saw that hearse come rolling
for to carry my mother away

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

Then 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 lonely
Now my mother she has gone
All my brothers, sisters crying
What a home, so sad and lone.