Dusty Old Dust (so Long It's Been Good To Know Yuh)

3 acessos
            C                                 G

    I've sung this song, but I'll sing it again,

                 C                                  G

    of the place that I lived on the wild windy plains,

                 C               C7             F

    in the month called April, the county called Gray,

             G                               G7                C

    and here's what all of the people there say:



  C

"So long, it's been good to know yuh,

G                                          C

so long, it's been good to know yuh,

      C7           F

so long, it's been good to know yuh,

         C                           G

this dusty old dust is a-gettin' my home,

          G7                      C

and I got to be driftin' along."



         C                            G

    A dust storm hit, an' it hit like thunder,

        C                                G

    it dusted us over, an' it covered us under,

       C                     C7             F

    blocked out the traffic an' blocked out the sun,

        G                                  G7            C

    straight for home all the people did run, singin':



            C                                   G

    We talked of the end of the world, and then,

             C                               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,

             G               G7                      C

    and then these words would be heard:



          C                              G

    Sweethearts sat in the dark and sparked,

             C                                        G

    they hugged and kissed in that dusty old dark.

              C                C7      F

    They sighed and cried, hugged and kissed,

           G                               G7              C

    instead of marriage, they talked like this: "Honey..."



                    C                                G

    Now, the telephone rang, an' it jumped off the wall,

       C                                     G

    that was the preacher, a-makin' his call.

             C              C7              F

    He said, "Kind friend, this may be the end,

                  G                                  G7              C

    an' you got your last chance of salvation of sin!"



               C                                                G

    The churches was jammed, and the churches was packed,

                  C                                G

    an' that dusty old dust storm blowed so black.

        C                   C7               F

    Preacher could not read a word of his text,

                C

    an' he folded his specs, an' he took up collection, said:
Dusty Old Dust (so Long It's Been Good To Know Yuh)

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