So Long, It’s Been Good to Know You (Dusty Old Dust) Songtext
von Pete Seeger

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 called 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
This dusty old dust is a-getting my home
And I got to be drifting along

Well, a dust storm came, 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, it′s been good to know you
This dusty old dust is a-getting my home
And I got to be drifting along


Well, the sweethearts, they sat in the dark and they sparked
They hugged and they kissed in that dusty old dark
Sighed, they cried, they hugged and they kissed
But instead of marriage, they were talkin' like this

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

Now, the telephone rang, and it jumped off the wall
That was the preacher, he′s a-makin' his call
He said, "Kind friends, this may the end
You got your last chance at salvation of sin"

Well, the churches were jammed, the churches were packed
That 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
This dusty old dust is a-getting my home
And I got to be drifting along


Now, it's so long, 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-getting my home
And I got to be drifting along