SONG:   Dusty Old Dust (aka "So Long It’s Been Good to Know Yuh") ARTIST: Woody Guthrie (Woody Guthrie & Carson Robison) ALBUM:  "Dust Bowl Ballads" (1935) [Chords] F#dim7  234242 [Intro]          [Verse 1]    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 [Chorus] 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-gettin’ my home & I’ve got to be driftin’ along [Verse 2]       A  dust  storm  hit  &  it  hit like thunder      It  dusted  us  over  &  it  covered us under          Blocked out the traffic & blocked out the sun          Straight for home all the people did run singin’ [Chorus] 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-gettin’ my home & I’ve got to be driftin’ along [Verse 3]      We  talked of the end of the world & then          We’d sing a song  & then sing it again    We’d  sit  for   an  hour   &  not say a word     And  then these words would be heard [Chorus] 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-gettin’ my home & I’ve got to be driftin’ along [Verse 4]          Sweethearts sat  in the dark & sparked    They  hugged & kissed in that dusty old dark    They  sighed    &   cried    hugged & kissed       Instead of marriage they talked like this: "Honey..." [Chorus] 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-gettin’ my home & I’ve got to be driftin’ along [Verse 5]  Now the telephone   rang   &  it   jumped off the wall          That  was  the  preacher  a-makin’ his call          He said "Kind friend this may be the end &  You’ve  got your last chance of salvation of sin" [Instrumental Chorus]                  [Verse 6]     The  churches was jammed & 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 & he took up collection said [Chorus] 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-gettin’ my home & I’ve got to be driftin’ along [Outro]