Dry County lyrics

Artist  : Bon Jovi 
Song : Dry County



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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 savior
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 a better life
To find my
piece of easy street,
To finally be
alive
And 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

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
the 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
(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
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
Here in dry county
The promise has
run dry
Where nobody cries
And no one's
getting out of here alive

[intro / solo /
instrumental / outro]

Men spend their
whole lives waiting
Prayin' for some big
reward
But it seems sometimes the
payoff
Leaves you feeling like a dirty
whore
If I could choose the way I'd
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
Where they're swimming in the
sand
Praying for some holy water
To wash
the sins from off our hands
In dry
county
The promise has run dry
Where nobody
cries
No one's getting out of here,
Dry
county
And no one's getting out of
here,
Dry county