Dry County Blues

Intro 

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Lying here wide awake shaking 
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For reasons I'm too proud to say 
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There are things I admit that I just could not quit 
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Send men like myself to the grave 
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I'm down and I'm out, Lord I'm hurting 
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For towns like this one make me sick 
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There's a fried chicken spot and a church every block 
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Guess the latter might now do the trick 
 

 
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If I'm to find peace before morning 
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And wake up a man whose been saved 
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But the problem you see, there's a devil in me 
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So tonight I'll just lay here and pray 
 

 
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God, if you hear me please send me some whiskey to drink 
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I'm writhing so hard with the spirit I can't hardly think 
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I'm tired of backslider's wine 
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I need something stronger tonight 
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So God, if you hear me please send me some whiskey to drink  

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The irony doesn't escape me 
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Your lesson's a painful one too 
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Time and again I let demons on in 
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And start asking favors from you 
 

 
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If you could just do me a solid 
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The line'll start towing again 
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For I come to you with these dry county blues 
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In Your name I pray to, amen 
 

 
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God, if you hear me please send me some whiskey to drink 
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I'm writhing so hard with the spirit I can't hardly think 
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I'm tired of backslider's wine 
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I need something stronger tonight 
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So God, if you hear me please send me some whiskey to drink