Dry County
(live)
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
For me it helps me to forget
That we're just born to die
I came here like so many did
To find the better life
To find my piece of easy street
To finally be alive and I know nothing good comes easy
And 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
I packed up on my wife and kid and left them back at home
Now there's nothing in this paydirt
The ghosts are all I know
Now the oil's gone
The money's gone and 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 hand
Here in dry county
The promise has run dry
Where nobody cries and no one's getting out of here alive
In the blessed name of Jesus
I heard a preacher say
That we are God's children and He'd be back someday
And I hoped that he knew
Something as he drank his 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 to God 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 and 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 hand
Here in dry county
The promise has run dry
Where nobody cries and no one's getting out of here alive
Every day a man wakes up and
Every day a man gets up to pour himself a cup of coffee
and take a long hard look in the mirror
and sometimes what he looks at he doesn't like
and sometimes what he sees it makes him angry
and sometimes what he sees it makes him sad
and sometimes what he sees is himself
and that dissapointment just gets into you
and rips at you little by little, piece by piece
and sometimes you can just lay down
you can just play the game
you can just take the cards that they deal ya
you can just pretend it's all over
But not me!!!!!!
Men spend their whole lives
Waiting praying for their big reward but it seems sometimes
The payoff leaves you feeling
Like a dirty whore
If I could choose the way I'll 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
They're swimming in the sand
Praying for some holy water
To wash the sins from off our hand
Here in dry county
The promise has run dry
Where nobody cries and no one's getting out of here ... dry county
And no one's getting out of here ... dry county
No one's getting out of here ... alive