I've sung this song, but I'll sing it again
Of the place that I lived on the wild, windy plains
In the month called April, county called Gray
And here's what all of the people there say
So long, it's been good to know ya
So long, it's been good to know ya
So long, it's been good to know ya
This dusty old dust is a-gettin' my home
And I've got to be driftin' along
A dust storm hit, and it hit like thunder
It dusted us over, and it covered us under
Blocked out the traffic and blocked out the sun
Straight for home, all the people did run
Singin'
So long, it's been good to know ya
So long, it's been good to know ya
So long, it's been good to know ya
This dusty old dust is a-gettin' my home
I've got to be driftin' along
We talked of the end of the world, and then
We'd sing a song and then sing it again
We'd sit for an hour and not say a word
And then these words would be heard
So long, it's been good to know ya
So long, it's been good to know ya
So long, it's been good to know ya
This dusty old dust is a-gettin' my home
And I've got to be driftin' along
Sweethearts sat in the dark and sparked
They hugged and kissed in that dusty old dark
They sighed and cried, hugged and kissed
Instead of marriage, they talk like this
Honey
So long, it's been good to know ya
So long, it's been good to know ya
So long, it's been good to know ya
This dusty old dust is a-gettin' our home
And I've got to be driftin' along
Now, the telephone rang, and it jumped off the wall
That was the preacher, a-makin' his call
He said, "kind friend, this may the end
And you've got your last chance at salvation of sin"
The churches was jammed and the churches was packed
And that dusty old dust storm blowed so black
Preacher could not read a word of his text
And he folded his specs, ad' he took up collection
Said
So long, it's been good to know ya
So long, it's been good to know ya
So long, it's been good to know ya
This dusty old dust is a-gettin' my home
And I've got to be driftin' along