Bon Jovi — Dry County

[Intro] 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 [Verse 1] I came here like so many did To find a better life To find my piece of easy street And finally be alive I knew 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 home See, there's nothing in this pay dirt The ghosts are all I know [Pre-Chorus] 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 these sins from off our hands In dry county The promise has run dry Where nobody cries And no one is getting out of here alive (Not this time) [Verse 2] "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 [Pre-Chorus] 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 [Guitar Solo] [Verse 3] 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 one is getting out of here Dry County No