Intro
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Am G Em Dm/F
[Verse 1]
Am G
Across the border they turn
Em F
Water into wine
Am G
Some say it's the devil's blood
D
They're squeezing from the vine
Am G
Some say it's a saviour
Em F
In these hard and desperate times
Am G
For me it helps me to forget
D Am G Em F
That we're just born... to die
Am G
I came here like so many did
Em F
To find the better life
Am G
To find my piece of easy street
D
To finally be alive
Am G
I knew nothing good comes easy
Em D
All good things take some time
Am G
I made my bed I'll lie in it
D Am
To die in it's the crime
C
You can't help but prosper
Dm
Where the streets are paved with gold
G
they say the oil wells ran depper here
F
Than anybody's known
C
Now I packed up on my wife and kid
Dm
And left them back at home
G
Now there's nothing in this paydirt
F
The ghosts are all I know
Am
Now the oil's gone
Am/G
And the money's gone
Am/D
All the jobs are gone
F G
still we're hangin' on down in
[Chorus]
C
Dry county
G
They're swimming in the sand
F
Praying for some holy water
Dm F
to wash the sins from off our hands in
C
Dry county
G
The promise has run dry
F
Where nobody cries
F Am G Em F
And no one's getting out of here alive
[Verse 2]
Am G
In the blessed name of Jesus
Em F
I heard a preacher say
Am G
That we are all God's children
D Am
And that he'd be back, back someday
Am G
And I hoped that he knew something
Em F
As he drank his cup of wine
Am G
Didn't have too good a feeling
D Am
As I head out to the night
C
I cursed the sky to open
Dm
I begged the clouds for rain
G
I prayed to God for water
F
For this burning in my viens
C
It was like my soul's on fire
Dm
And I had to watch the flames
G
All my dreams went up in ashes
F
And my future blew away
Am
Now the oil's gone
Am
And the money's gone
Am
All the jobs are gone
F G
Still we carry on down in
[Chorus]
C
Dry county
G
They're swimming in the sand
F
Praying for some holy water
Dm F
to wash the sins from off our hands in
C
Dry county
G
The promise has run dry
F
Where nobody cries
F C
And no one's getting out of here alive
[Verse 3]
Am G
Men spend their whole lives waiting
Em F
Praying for their big reward
Am
but It seems sometimes
G D
The payoff leaves you feeling
Am
Like a dirty whore
Am G
If I could choose the way I'll die
Em F
Make it by the gun or knife
Am G
'Cause the other way there's too much pain
D
Night after night after night
[Chorus]
C
Down in Dry county
G
They're swimming in the sand
F
Praying for some holy water
Dm F
to wash the sins from off our hands in
C
Dry county
G
The promise has run dry
F
Where nobody cries
F Am G Em F
And no one's getting out of here alive