Intro: Dm C Am Bb Dm C Am Bb Verse: Dm C Across the border they turn Am Bb Water into wine Dm C Some say itʼs the devilʼs blood G Theyʼre squeezing from the vine Dm C Some say itʼs a saviour Am Bb In these hard and desperate times Dm C For me it helps me to forget G Dm C Am Bb That weʼre just born... to die Dm C I came here like so many did Am Bb To find the better life Dm C To find my piece of easy street G To finally be alive Dm C I knew nothing good comes easy Am G All good things take some time Dm C I made my bed Iʼll lie in it G Dm To die in itʼs the crime Bridge: F You canʼt help but prosper Gm Where the streets are paved with gold C they say the oil wells ran depper here Bb Than anybodyʼs known F Now I packed up on my wife and kid Gm And left them back at home C Now thereʼs nothing in this paydirt Bb The ghosts are all I know Dm Now the oilʼs gone Dm And the moneyʼs gone Dm All the jobs are gone Bb C still weʼre hanginʼ on down in Chorus: F Dry county C Theyʼre swimming in the sand Bb Praying for some holy water Gm Bb to wash the sins from off our hands in F Dry county C The promise has run dry Bb Where nobody cries Bb Dm C Am Bb And no oneʼs getting out of here alive Dm C In the blessed name of Jesus Am Bb I heard a preacher say Dm C That we are all Godʼs children G Dm And that heʼd be back, back someday Dm C And I hoped that he knew something Am Bb As he drank his cup of wine Dm C Didnʼt have too good a feeling G Dm As I head out to the night F I cursed the sky to open Gm I begged the clouds for rain C I prayed to God for water Bb For this burning in my viens F It was like my soulʼs on fire Gm And I had to watch the flames C All my dreams went up in ashes Bb And my future blew away Dm Now the oilʼs gone Dm And the moneyʼs gone Dm All the jobs are gone Bb C Still we carry on down in F Dry county C Theyʼre swimming in the sand Bb Praying for some holy water Gm Bb to wash the sins from off our hands in F Dry county C The promise has run dry Bb Where nobody cries Bb F And no oneʼs getting out of here alive Dm C Men spend their whole lives waiting Am Bb Praying for their big reward Dm but It seems sometimes C G The payoff leaves you feeling Dm Like a dirty whore Dm C If I could choose the way Iʼll die Am Bb Make it by the gun or knife Dm C ʼCause the other way thereʼs too much pain G Night after night after night F Down in Dry county C Theyʼre swimming in the sand Bb Praying for some holy water Gm Bb to wash the sins from off our hands in F Dry county C The promise has run dry Bb Where nobody cries Bb Dm C Am Bb And no oneʼs getting out of here alive
