Lyrics:

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
You see, 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
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 back at home
See, there's nothing in this paydirt
The ghosts are all I know

Now the oil's gone
And the money's gone
Al 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 outta here alive

'In the blessed name of Jesus', I heard a preacher say
That we are God's children and He'd be back, back someday
And 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 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

Down in dry county
They're swimming in the sand
Praying for some holy water
To wash the sins from off our hands

In dry county
The promise has run dry
Where nobody cries
And no-one's getting outta here alive

Men spend their whole lives waiting praying for some 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
Where they're swimming in the sand
Praying for some holy water
To wash the sins from off our hands

In dry county
The promise has run dry
Where nobody cries
And no-one's getting outta here!

Dry county!
Ohoho!