Key: C
Introduction:
Dm C
Across the border they turn
Am G
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 Bb
In these hard and desperate times
Dm C
For me it helps me to forget
G Dm C Am Bb
That we're 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 Dm
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 I'll lie in it
G Dm
To die in it's the crime
F
You can't help but prosper
Gm
Where the streets are paved with gold
C
they say the oil wells ran depper here
Bb/D
Than anybody's known
F
Now I packed up on my wife and kid
Gm
And left them back at home
C
Now there's nothing in this paydirt
Bb
The ghosts are all I know
Dm
Now the oil's gone
Dm/C
And the money's gone
Dm/G
All the jobs are gone
Bb C
still we're hangin' on down in
F
Dry county
C
They're 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 one's 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 God's children
G Dm
And that he'd be back, back someday
Dm C
And I hoped that he knew something
Am Bb
As he drank his cup of wine
Dm C
Didn't 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/D
For this burning in my viens
F
It was like my soul's 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 oil's gone
Dm/C
And the money's gone
Dm/G
All the jobs are gone
Bb C
Still we carry on down in
F
Dry county
C
They're 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 one's getting out of here alive
(Guitar Solo)
Dm C
Men spend thier whole lives waiting
Am Bb
Praying for some big reward
Dm
It seems sometimes
C G
The payoff leaves you feeling
Dm
Like a dirty whore
Dm C
If I could choose the way I'll die
Am Bb
Make it by the gun or knife
Dm C
'Cause the other way there's too much pain
G
Night after night after night
F
Down in Dry county
C
They're 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 one's getting out of here alive