کاور آهنگ Dry County از بون جووی

Keep the Faith · 9:52

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'Cross 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

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 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 paydirt, the ghosts are all I know

Now the oil's gone and the money's gone

All the jobs are gone, still, we're hanging on 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 gettin' out here alive

Not this time

In the blessed name of Jesus, I heard a preacher say

That we are all God's children, that He'd be back, back someday

Hope that he knew something as he drank that cup of wine

I didn't have too good a feeling as I head out to the night

I cursed the sky to open, I begged the clouds for rain

Prayed all night for water, for this burning in my veins

It was like my soul's on fire, and I had to watch the flames

Well, my dreams went up in ashes, and my future blew away

Now the oil's gone and the money's gone

All the jobs are gone, still, they're hanging on 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 gettin' out here alive

A man spends his whole life waitin', prayin' 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

'Cause the other way, there's too much pain, night after night after night after night

On down in dry county, where 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 gettin' out here

Dry county

No one's getting outta here

Dry county

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