Bon Jovi

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Dm          C
Across the border they turn
Am         A#
Water into wine
Dm                 C
Some say it's the devil's blood
          G                 Dm
They're squeezing from the vine
Dm               C
Some say it's a saviour
         Am                 A#
In these hard and desperate times
    Dm              C
For me it helps me to forget
      G                  Dm
That 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
And finally be alive
I know 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

F
You can't help but prosper
             A#
Where the streets are paved with gold
              C
They say the oil wells ran deeper here
     Dm
Than anybody's known
      F
Now I packed up on my wife and kid
    A#
And left them both back home
             C
See there's nothing in this paydirt
     A#
The ghosts are all I know

        Dm
Now the oil's gone
    Dm/C
And the money's gone
    Dm/B
All the jobs are gone
             C
Still we're hangin' on down in

Chorus:
F
Dry county
          C
They're swimming in the sand
        A#
Praying for some holy water
   Gm                 A#
to wash the sins from off our hands in
F
Dry county
      C
The promise has run dry
 A#
Where nobody cries
                                  Dm
And no one's getting out of here alive

"In the blessed name of Jesus"
I heard a preacher say
"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
(Every night's the same)
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 hanging on

Chorus:
Down in dry county
They're swimming in the sand
Praying for some holy water
To wash theese 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

A man spends his whole life
Waiting praying for some big reward
But it seems sometimes
That payoff leaves you feeling
Like a dirty whore
If I could choose the way I'd die
Make it by the gun or knife
Because the other way there's too much pain
Night after night after night after night

Chorus:
Oh, 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 is getting out of here
Dry County
No