[{"id":26045500,"name":"Dry County","trackName":"Dry County","artistName":"Bon Jovi","albumName":"Dry County","duration":579.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Across the border they turn water into wine\nSome say it's the devil's blood\nThey're squeezing from the vine\nSome say it's a savior\nIn these hard and desperate times\nYou see it helps me to forget that we're just born\nTo die\nI came here like so many did to find a better life\nTo find my piece of easy street\nTo finally be alive\nAnd I know nothing good comes easy\nAll good things take some time\nI made my bed I'll lie in it\nTo die in it's the crime\nYou can't help but prosper\nWhere the streets are paved with gold\nThey say the oil wells ran deeper here than anybody's known\nNow I packed up on my wife and kid\nAnd left them both back at home\nSee there's nothing in this pay dirt\nThe ghosts are all I know\nNow the oil's gone\nAnd the money's gone\nAll the jobs are gone\nStill we're hangin' on\nDown in dry county\nThey're swimming in the sand\nPraying for some holy water\nTo wash the sins from off our hands\nHere in dry county\nThe promise has run dry\nWhere nobody cries\nAnd no one's getting out of here alive (Not this time)\n\"In the blessed name of Jesus\" I heard a preacher say\nThat we are all God's children\nAnd He'd be back, back someday\nI hoped that he knew something as he drank that cup of wine\nI didn't have too good a feeling as I head out to the night\nI cursed the sky to open\nI begged the clouds for rain\nI prayed all night for water\nFor this burning in my veins\nIt was like my soul's on fire\nAnd I had to watch the flames\nAll my dreams went up in ashes\nAnd my future blew away\nNow the oil's gone\nAnd the money's gone\nAll the jobs are gone\nStill we're hangin' on\nDown in dry county\nThey're swimming in the sand\nPraying for some holy water\nTo wash these sins from off our hands\nHere in dry county\nThe promise has run dry\nWhere nobody cries\nAnd no one's getting out of here alive\nMen spend their whole lives waiting\nPrayin' for some big reward\nBut it seems sometimes the payoff\nLeaves you feeling like a dirty whore\nIf I could choose the way I'd die\nMake it by the gun or knife\n'Cause the other way there's too much pain\nNight after night after night after night\nDown in dry county\nWhere they're swimming in the sand\nPraying for some holy water\nTo wash the sins from off our hands\nIn dry county\nThe promise has run dry\nWhere nobody cries\nNo one's getting out of here\nDry county\nAnd no one's getting out of here\nDry county","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Dry County\n  artist: Bon Jovi\n  album: Dry County\n  duration_ms: 579000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Across the border they turn water into wine\n  Some say it's the devil's blood\n  They're squeezing from the vine\n  Some say it's a savior\n  In these hard and desperate times\n  You see it helps me to forget that we're just born\n  To die\n  I came here like so many did to find a better life\n  To find my piece of easy street\n  To finally be alive\n  And I know nothing good comes easy\n  All good things take some time\n  I made my bed I'll lie in it\n  To die in it's the crime\n  You can't help but prosper\n  Where the streets are paved with gold\n  They say the oil wells ran deeper here than anybody's known\n  Now I packed up on my wife and kid\n  And left them both back at home\n  See there's nothing in this pay dirt\n  The ghosts are all I know\n  Now the oil's gone\n  And the money's gone\n  All the jobs are gone\n  Still we're hangin' on\n  Down in dry county\n  They're swimming in the sand\n  Praying for some holy water\n  To wash the sins from off our hands\n  Here in dry county\n  The promise has run dry\n  Where nobody cries\n  And no one's getting out of here alive (Not this time)\n  \"In the blessed name of Jesus\" I heard a preacher say\n  That we are all God's children\n  And He'd be back, back someday\n  I hoped that he knew something as he drank that cup of wine\n  I didn't have too good a feeling as I head out to the night\n  I cursed the sky to open\n  I begged the clouds for rain\n  I prayed all night for water\n  For this burning in my veins\n  It was like my soul's on fire\n  And I had to watch the flames\n  All my dreams went up in ashes\n  And my future blew away\n  Now the oil's gone\n  And the money's gone\n  All the jobs are gone\n  Still we're hangin' on\n  Down in dry county\n  They're swimming in the sand\n  Praying for some holy water\n  To wash these sins from off our hands\n  Here in dry county\n  The promise has run dry\n  Where nobody cries\n  And no one's getting out of here alive\n  Men spend their whole lives waiting\n  Prayin' for some big reward\n  But it seems sometimes the payoff\n  Leaves you feeling like a dirty whore\n  If I could choose the way I'd die\n  Make it by the gun or knife\n  'Cause the other way there's too much pain\n  Night after night after night after night\n  Down in dry county\n  Where they're swimming in the sand\n  Praying for some holy water\n  To wash the sins from off our hands\n  In dry county\n  The promise has run dry\n  Where nobody cries\n  No one's getting out of here\n  Dry county\n  And no one's getting out of here\n  Dry county\n"},{"id":20750704,"name":"Dry County (live)","trackName":"Dry County (live)","artistName":"Bon Jovi","albumName":"Dry County","duration":730.2,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Across the border, they turn water into wine\nSome say it's the devil's blood\nThey're squeezing from the vine\nSome say it's a saviour\nIn these hard and desperate times\nYou see, it helps me to forget\nThat we're just born to die\n\nI came here like so many did\nTo find the better life\nTo find my piece of easy street\nTo finally be alive\nAnd I knew nothing good comes easy\nAll good things take some time\nI made my bed, I'll lie in it\nTo die in it's the crime\n\nYou can't help but prosper\nWhere the streets are paved with gold\nThey say the oil wells ran deeper here\nThan anybody's known\nNow I packed up on my wife and kid\nAnd left them both back at home\nSee, there's nothing in this pay dirt\nThe ghosts are all I know\nNow the oil's gone\nAnd the money's gone\nAll the jobs are gone\nStill we're hangin' on down in\n\nDry county\nThey're swimming in the sand\nPraying for some holy water\nTo wash these sins from off our hands\nIn dry county\nThe promise has run dry\nWhere nobody cries\nAnd no one's getting out of here alive\nNot this time\n\nIn the blessed name of Jesus\nI heard a preacher say\nThat we are all God's children\nAnd He'd be back, back someday\nI hoped that he knew something as\nHe drank that cup of wine\nI didn't have too good of a feeling\nAs I head out to the night\n\nI cursed the sky to open\nI begged the clouds for rain\nI prayed all night for water\nFor this burning in my veins\nIt was like my soul's on fire\nAnd I 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gone\n[03:29.88] And the money's gone\n[03:33.70] All the jobs are gone\n[03:37.86] Still we're hangin' on down in\n[03:40.74] Dry county\n[03:43.16] They're swimming in the sand\n[03:46.27] Praying for some holy water\n[03:49.88] To wash these sins from off our hands\n[03:53.34] In dry county\n[03:55.77] The promise has run dry\n[03:59.07] Where nobody cries\n[04:02.08] And no one's getting out of here alive\n[04:09.03] Not this time\n[04:16.23] In the blessed name of Jesus\n[04:19.38] I heard a preacher say\n[04:22.96] That we are all God's children\n[04:25.92] And He'd be back, back someday\n[04:29.38] I hoped that he knew something as\n[04:32.32] He drank that cup of wine\n[04:35.07] I didn't have too good of a feeling\n[04:38.11] As I head out to the night\n[04:41.27] I cursed the sky to open\n[04:44.34] I begged the clouds for rain\n[04:47.57] I prayed all night for water\n[04:50.17] For this burning in my veins\n[04:54.01] It was like my soul's on fire\n[04:56.89] And I had to 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of here alive\n[03:07.88] Not this time\n[03:10.80] \n[03:13.77] In the blessed name of Jesus\n[03:18.05] I heard a preacher say\n[03:20.69] That we are all God's children\n[03:23.73] And He'd be back, back someday\n[03:27.37] I hoped that he knew something as\n[03:30.16] He drank that cup of wine\n[03:32.85] I didn't have too good of a feeling\n[03:35.63] As I head out to the night\n[03:38.95] I cursed the sky to open\n[03:42.04] I begged the clouds for rain\n[03:45.00] I prayed all night for water\n[03:47.66] For this burning in my veins\n[03:50.97] It was like my soul's on fire\n[03:54.11] And I had to watch the flames\n[03:57.18] All my dreams went up in ashes\n[03:59.85] And my future blew away\n[04:02.91] Now the oil's gone\n[04:05.63] And the money's gone\n[04:09.01] All the jobs are gone\n[04:11.97] Still we're hangin' on down in\n[04:15.69] Dry county\n[04:18.19] They're swimming in the sand\n[04:20.69] Praying for some holy water\n[04:24.02] To wash these sins from off our hands\n[04:27.13] In dry county\n[04:30.28] The promise has run dry\n[04:33.15] Where nobody cries\n[04:36.14] And no one's getting out of here alive\n[04:42.43] \n[05:18.50] Man spends his whole life waiting, praying for some big reward\n[05:24.74] \n[07:26.59] But it seems sometimes the payoff leaves you feeling like\n[07:31.22] A dirty whore\n[07:33.18] If I could choose the way I'll die, make it by the gun or knife\n[07:38.15] Cause the other way there's too much pain\n[07:42.02] Night after night after night after night\n[07:48.51] Down in dry county\n[07:52.92] They're swimming in the sand\n[07:55.59] Praying for some holy water\n[07:59.07] To wash these sins from off our hands\n[08:02.05] In dry county\n[08:05.24] The promise has run dry\n[08:07.91] Where nobody cries\n[08:10.85] And no one's getting out of here\n[08:14.70] Dry county\n[08:18.08] \n[08:21.58] No one's getting out of here\n[08:26.86] Dry county\n[08:32.48] No\n[08:34.42] ","lyricsfile":"version: 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in\n[03:40.76] Dry county\n[03:43.12] They're swimming in the sand\n[03:46.26] Praying for some holy water\n[03:49.88] To wash these sins from off our hands\n[03:53.36] In dry county\n[03:55.75] The promise has run dry\n[03:59.03] Where nobody cries\n[04:02.04] And no one's getting out of here alive\n[04:09.00] Not this time\n[04:16.28] In the blessed name of Jesus\n[04:19.35] I heard a preacher say\n[04:22.99] That we are all God's children\n[04:25.93] And He'd be back, back someday\n[04:29.39] I hoped that he knew something as\n[04:32.31] He drank that cup of wine\n[04:35.07] I didn't have too good of a feeling\n[04:38.16] As I head out to the night\n[04:41.26] I cursed the sky to open\n[04:44.33] I begged the clouds for rain\n[04:47.56] I prayed all night for water\n[04:50.14] For this burning in my veins\n[04:54.02] It was like my soul's on fire\n[04:56.84] And I had to watch the flames\n[05:00.00] All my dreams went up in ashes\n[05:03.11] And my future blew away\n[05:05.81] Now 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