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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 saviour
    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
    All good things take some time
    I made my bed I lie in it
    To die in it's the crime

    You can't help but prosper
    When the street 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 ghost 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 hands
    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 that 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
    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 hands
    Here in dry county
    The promise has run dry
    Where nobody cries
    And no one's getting out of here alive

    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
    ‘Couse the other way there's too much pain
    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 hands
    Here in dry county
    The promise has run dry
    Where nobody cries
    And no one's getting out of here alive

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