Dusty Old Dust taby ukulele według Woody Guthrie

[Verse 1]
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I’ve sung this song but I’ll sing it again
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Of the place that I lived on the wild windy plains
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In the month called April, county called Gray
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And here’s what all of the people there say:

[Chorus]
C
So long, it’s been good to know ya
G                         C
So long it’s been good to know ya
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So long it’s been good to know ya
     C                   G
This dusty old dust is a-gettin’ my home
                            C
And I’ve got to be driftin’ along

[Verse 2]
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A dust storm hit, an’ it hit like thunder:
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It dusted us over, an’ it covered us under;
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Blocked out the traffic an’ blocked out the sun,
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Straight for home all the people did run, singin’:

[Chorus]

C
So long, it’s been good to know ya
G                         C
So long it’s been good to know ya
C   C7       F
So long it’s been good to know ya
     C                   G
This dusty old dust is a-gettin’ my home
                   C
And I’ve got to be driftin’ along

[Verse 3]
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We talked of the end of the world, and then
     C                    F       G
We’d sing a song an’ then sing it again
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We’d sit for an hour an’ not say a word,
    C          G
And then these words would be heard:

[Chorus]
C
So long, it’s been good to know ya
G                         C
So long it’s been good to know ya
C   C7       F
So long it’s been good to know ya
     C                   G
This dusty old dust is a-gettin’ my home
                            C
And I’ve got to be driftin’ along

[Verse 4]
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Sweethearts sat in the dark and sparked,
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They hugged and kissed in that dusty old dark.
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They sighed and cried, hugged and kissed,
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Instead of marriage, they talked like this: Honey

[Chorus]
C
So long, it’s been good to know ya
G                         C
So long it’s been good to know ya
C   C7       F
So long it’s been good to know ya
     C                   G
This dusty old dust is a-gettin’ my home
                            C
And I’ve got to be driftin’ along

[Verse 5]
        C                  F              G
Now the telephone rang, it jumped off the wall,
C                        F          G
That was the preacher, a-makin; his call.
         C    C7           F
He said “Kind friend, this may be the end;
        C                       G
An’ you got your last chance of salvation of sin!”

[Chorus]
C
So long, it’s been good to know ya
G                         C
So long it’s been good to know ya
C   C7       F
So long it’s been good to know ya
     C                              G
This dusty old dust is a-gettin’ my home
                            C
And I’ve got to be driftin’ along

[Verse 6]
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The churches were jammed, and the churches was packed,
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An’ that dusty ol’ dust storm blowed so black.
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Preacher could not read a word of his text,
       C                        G
An’ he folded his specs, an’ he took up collection, said:

[Chorus]
C
So long, it’s been good to know ya
G                         C
So long it’s been good to know ya
C   C7       F
So long it’s been good to know ya
     C                   G
This dusty old dust is a-gettin’ my home
                            C
And I’ve got to be driftin’ along