Dry County

Across the border, they turn water into wine

Some say it's the devil's blood

They're squeezing from the vine

Some say it's a saviour

In these hard and desperate times

You see, it helps me to forget

That we're just born to die

I came here like so many did

To find the better life

To find my piece of easy street

To finally be alive

And I knew nothing good comes easy

All good things take some time

I made my bed, I'll lie in it

To die in it's the crime

You can't help but prosper

Where the streets are paved with gold

They say the oil wells ran deeper here

Than anybody's known

Now I packed up on my wife and kid

And left them both back at home

See, there's nothing in this pay dirt

The ghosts are all I know

Now the oil's gone

And the money's gone

All the jobs are gone

Still we're hangin' on down in

Dry county

They're swimming in the sand

Praying for some holy water

To wash these sins from off our hands

In dry county

The promise has run dry

Where nobody cries

And no one's getting out of here alive

Not this time

In the blessed name of Jesus

I heard a preacher say

That we are all God's children

And He'd be back, back someday

I hoped that he knew something as

He drank that cup of wine

I didn't have too good of a feeling

As I head out to the night

I cursed the sky to open

I begged the clouds for rain

I prayed all night for water

For this burning in my veins

It was like my soul's on fire

And I had to watch the flames

All my dreams went up in ashes

And my future blew away

Now the oil's gone

And the money's gone

All the jobs are gone

Still we're hangin' on down in

Dry county

They're swimming in the sand

Praying for some holy water

To wash these sins from off our hands

In dry county

The promise has run dry

Where nobody cries

And no one's getting out of here alive

Man spends his whole life waiting, praying for some big reward

But it seems sometimes the payoff leaves you feeling like

A dirty whore

If I could choose the way I'll die, make it by the gun or knife

Cause the other way there's too much pain

Night after night after night after night

Down in dry county

They're swimming in the sand

Praying for some holy water

To wash these sins from off our hands

In dry county

The promise has run dry

Where nobody cries

And no one's getting out of here

Dry county

No one's getting out of here

Dry county

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