I was standing by my window|
On a cold and cloudy day,
When I saw the hearse come rollin'
For to take my mother away.
3. Well 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
4. I went back home, my home was lonesome,
5. We sang the songs of childhood,
6. One by one the seats were empty,|
One by one they went away,
Now my family, they are parted,
Will they meet again someday?
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