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 of April, the county called Gray
Here's what all of the people there say,

Well it's so long it's been good to know yuh
So long it's been good to know yuh
So long it's been good to know yuh,
This dusty old dust is a-getting my home
And I got to be drifting along.

The dust storm hit and it hit like thunder,
It dusted us over and it dusted us under.
It blocked out the traffic, it blocked out the sun
And straight for home all the people did run

Singing so long it's been good to know yuh
So long it's been good to know yuh
So long it's been good to know yuh,
This dusty old dust is a-getting my home
And I got to be drifting along.

The sweethearts sat in the dark and they sparked,
They hugged and they kissed in that dusty old dark.
They sighed and they cried and they hugged and they kissed
But instead of marriage, they talked like this;

Honey, so long it's been good to know yuh
So long it's been good to know yuh
So long it's been good to know yuh,
This dusty old dust is a-getting my home
And I got to be drifting along.