I've sung this song, but I'll sing it again
Of the place that I lived on the wild, windy plain
In the month of April, the county called Gray
Here's what all of the people there say
So long, been good to know you
So long, been good to know you
So long, been good to know you
The dusty old dust is a-gettin' my home
And I got to be driftin' along
The dust storm came, and it came like thunder
Dusted us over, it covered us under
Blocked out the traffic, it blocked out the sun
And straight for home all the people did run, singin'
So long, it's been good to know you
So long, it's been good to know you
So long, been good to know you
The dusty old dust is a-gettin' my home
And I got to be driftin' along
The sweethearts, they sat in the dark and they sparked
They hugged and they kissed in that dusty old dark
They sighed, they cried, they hugged and they kissed
But instead of marriage, they talked like this
Honey, so long, it's been good to know you
So long, it's been good to know you
So long, been good to know you
The dusty old dust is a-gettin' my home
And I got to be driftin' along
Well, the telephone rang an' it jumped off the wall
That was the preacher, he's a-makin' his call
He said, "Kind friends, this may be the end
You got your last chance at salvation of sin"
Well, the churches were jammed, the churches were packed
The dusty old dust storm, it blew so black
The preacher could not read a word of his text
He folded his specs, took up collection, said
So long, it's been good to know you
So long, it's been good to know you
So long, been good to know you
The dusty old dust is a-gettin' my home
And I got to be driftin' along
So long, it's been good to know you
So long, it's been good to know you
So long, been good to know you
The dusty old dust is a-gettin' my home
And I got to be driftin' along