C F G
I've sung this song, but I'll sing it again,
C F G
Of the place that I lived on the wild windy plains,
C C7 F
In the month called April, county called Gray,
C G
And here's what all of the people there say:
[Chorus]
C
So long, it's been good to know yuh;
G C
So long, it's been good to know yuh;
C C7 F
So long, it's been good to know yuh.
C G
This dusty old dust is a-gettin' my home,
C
And I got to be driftin' along.
[Verse 2]
C F G
A dust storm hit, an' it hit like thunder;
C F G
It dusted us over, an' it covered us under;
C C7 F
Blocked out the traffic an' blocked out the sun,
C G
Straight for home all the people did run, singin':
[Chorus]
C
So long, it's been good to know yuh;
G C
So long, it's been good to know yuh;
C C7 F
So long, it's been good to know yuh.
C G
This dusty old dust is a-gettin' my home,
C
And I got to be driftin' along.
[Verse 3]
C F G
We talked of the end of the world, and then
C F G
We'd sing a song an' then sing it again.
C C7 F
We'd sit for an hour an' not say a word,
C G
And then these words would be heard:
[Chorus]
C
So long, it's been good to know yuh;
G C
So long, it's been good to know yuh;
C C7 F
So long, it's been good to know yuh.
C G
This dusty old dust is a-gettin' my home,
C
And I got to be driftin' along.
[Verse 4]
C F G
Sweethearts sat in the dark and sparked,
C F G
They hugged and kissed in that dusty old dark.
C C7 F
They sighed and cried, hugged and kissed,
C G
Instead of marriage, they talked like this: "Honey..."
[Chorus]
C
So long, it's been good to know yuh;
G C
So long, it's been good to know yuh;
C C7 F
So long, it's been good to know yuh.
C G
This dusty old dust is a-gettin' my home,
C
And I got to be driftin' along.
[Verse 5]
C F G
Now, the telephone rang, an' it jumped off the wall,
C F G
That was the preacher, a-makin' his call.
C C7 F
He said, "Kind friend, this may be the end;
C G
An' you got your last chance of salvation of sin!"
[Chorus]
C
So long, it's been good to know yuh;
G C
So long, it's been good to know yuh;
C C7 F
So long, it's been good to know yuh.
C G
This dusty old dust is a-gettin' my home,
C
And I got to be driftin' along.
[Verse 6]
C F G
The churches was jammed, and the churches was packed,
C F G
An' that dusty old dust storm blowed so black.
C C7 F
Preacher could not read a word of his text,
C G
An' he folded his specs, an' he took up collection, said:
[Chorus]
C
So long, it's been good to know yuh;
G C
So long, it's been good to know yuh;
C C7 F
So long, it's been good to know yuh.
C G
This dusty old dust is a-gettin' my home,
C
And I got to be driftin' along.
