Dry County (Live)

Cross the border they turn water into wine

Some say it's the devil's blood

They squeezing from the vine

Some say it's a savior

In these hard and deseprated times

It seems to help me to forget

And we're just born to die

I came here like so many did

To find a better life

To find my piece of easy street

To finally be alive

I know nothing good comes easy

All good things take some time

I made my bed and I'll lie in it

To die in its 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 kids and left them back at home

See there's nothing in this paydirt

The ghosts are all I know

Now the oil's gone

And the money's gone

All the jobs are gone

Still we're hanging on

Down in

Dry county

They were swimming in the sand

Praying for some holy waters

To wash these sins from off our hands

Here in dry county

The promise has run dry

Where nobody cries

And no one's getting out of here alive

In the blessed name of jesus

I heard the preacher say

That we are all god's children

And he'll back someday

I hope that he knew something as he drinks that cup of wine

That I don't have to have too good of feelings

As I head out to the night

I cursed the sky to open

I begged the clouds for rain

I prayed to god for water

For it's burning in my vain

It was like my soul's on fire

Now I have 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 hanging on

Down in

Dry county

They were swimming in the sand

Praying for some holy waters

To wash these sins from off our hands

Here in dry county

The promise has run dry

Where nobody cries

And no one's getting out of here alive

Men spent their whole life waiting praying for some big reward

It seem sometimes they pay off leaves

You feeling like a dirty hole

If I could choose the way I'll die

Make it by the gun or knife

'Cause the other ways 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 the sins from off our hand

Here in dry county

The promise has run dry

Where nobody cries

And no one's getting out of here alive

Dry county

And no one's getting out of here alive

Dry county

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