Bon Jovi - Dry County, аккорды

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DRY COUNTY - BON JOVI
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Transcribed by Steve Shulman - Johannesburg, South Africa.

Please Note: This transcription was done by ear only -
             some of these chords may be way off.

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Intro:  
Dm
  
C
   
Am
  
Bb
        
Dm
  
C
   
Am
  
Gm/Bb


Dm
         
C
Across the border they turn
Am
         
G
Water into wine
Dm
                
C
Some say it's the devil's blood
        
G
                  
Dm
They're squeezing from the vine
Dm
              
C
Some say it's a saviour
         
Am
                 
Bb
In these hard and desperate times
    
Dm
             
C
For me it helps me to forget
     
G
                     
Dm
  
C
  
Am
  
Bb
That we're just born... to die

  
Dm
            
C
I came here like so many did
   
Am
              
Bb
To find the better life
   
Dm
               
C
To find my piece of easy street
   
G
          
Dm
To finally be alive
       
Dm
                 
C
I knew nothing good comes easy
    
Am
                    
G
All good things take some time
  
Dm
               
C
I made my bed I'll lie in it
   
G
               
Dm
To die in it's the crime

F
You can't help but prosper
          
Gm/Bb
Where the streets are paved with gold
             
C
they say the oil wells ran depper here
     
Bb/D
Than anybody's known
      
F
Now I packed up on my wife and kid
    
Gm/Bb
And left them back at home
            
C
Now there's nothing in this paydirt
    
Bb
The ghosts are all I know

        
Dm
Now the oil's gone
    
Dm/C
And the money's gone
    
Dm/G
All the jobs are gone
            
Bb
         
C
still we're hangin' on down in

F
Dry county
        
C
They're swimming in the sand
        
Bb
Praying for some holy water
   
Gm
                 
Bb
to wash the sins from off our hands in
F
Dry county
    
C
The promise has run dry
Bb
Where nobody cries
    
Bb
                           
Dm
  
C
  
Am
  
Bb
And no one's getting out of here alive

       
Dm
              
C
In the blessed name of Jesus
  
Am
               
Bb
I heard a preacher say
     
Dm
               
C
That we are all God's children
     
G
                 
Dm
And that he'd be back, back someday
      
Dm
                 
C
And I hoped that he knew something
      
Am
               
Bb
As he drank his cup of wine
       
Dm
              
C
Didn't have too good a feeling
     
G
               
Dm
As I head out to the night

  
F
I cursed the sky to open
  
Gm/Bb
I begged the clouds for rain
  
C
I prayed to God for water
         
Bb/D
For this burning in my viens
       
F
It was like my soul's on fire
      
Gm/Bb
And I had to watch the flames
       
C
All my dreams went up in ashes
       
Bb
And my future blew away

    
Dm
Now the oil's gone
    
Dm/C
And the money's gone
    
Dm/G
All the jobs are gone
         
Bb
       
C
Still we carry on down in

F
Dry county
        
C
They're swimming in the sand
        
Bb
Praying for some holy water
   
Gm
                 
Bb
to wash the sins from off our hands in
F
Dry county
    
C
The promise has run dry
Bb
Where nobody cries
Bb
                               
F
And no one's getting out of here alive


(Guitar Solo)

    
Dm
                      
C
Men spend thier whole lives waiting
        
Am
           
Bb
Praying for some big reward
   
Dm
It seems sometimes
    
C
                 
G
The payoff leaves you feeling
       
Dm
Like a dirty whore
   
Dm
             
C
If I could choose the way I'll die
        
Am
            
Bb
Make it by the gun or knife
           
Dm
                
C
'Cause the other way there's too much pain
G
Night after night after night


        
F
Down in Dry county
        
C
They're swimming in the sand
        
Bb
Praying for some holy water
   
Gm
                 
Bb
to wash the sins from off our hands in
F
Dry county
    
C
The promise has run dry
Bb
Where nobody cries
Bb
                               
Dm
   
C
   
Am
  
Bb
And no one's getting out of here alive


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Any feedback / corrections are welcomed.

Steve Shulman
Johannesburg, South Africa
[email protected]