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Across the border they turn water into wine |
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chuān yuè biān jiè tā men bǎ shuǐ biàn chéng měi jiǔ |
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Some say it' s the devil' s blood |
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yǒu rén shuō nèi xiē měi jiǔ |
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They' re squeezing from the vine |
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shì tā men cóng pú táo jǐ chū de è mó zhī xuè |
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Some say it' s a saviour |
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yǒu rén què shuō |
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In these hard and desperate times |
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zhè shì jiān kùn shí qī de zhěng jiù zhě |
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For me it helps me to forget |
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duì wǒ ér yán tā kě yǐ ràng wǒ zàn shí wàng jì |
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That we' re just born to die |
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wǒ men shì wèi le sǐ wáng ér chū shēng de |
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I came here like so many did |
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wǒ xiàng duō shù rén yī yàng |
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To find the better life |
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wèi le zhǎo xún gèng hǎo de shēng huó ér lái dào zhè lǐ |
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To find my piece of easy street |
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xún zhǎo fù yù jiē dào zhōng shǔ yú wǒ de jiǎo luò |
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To finally be alive |
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ràng wǒ néng gǎn shòu dào zì jǐ hái huó zhe |
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And I know nothing good comes easy |
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wǒ zhī dào suǒ yǒu měi hǎo de shì wù dé lái bù yì |
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And all good things take some time |
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qiě měi hǎo de shì wù xū yào yī xiē shí jiān lái dé dào |
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I made my bed I' ll lie in it |
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zài zì jǐ de chuáng ān xiáng |
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To die in it' s the crime |
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sǐ qù shì yī jiàn hàn shì |
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You can' t help but prosper |
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nǐ bù yòng gòng xiàn yī jǐ zhī lì cǐ dì zhào yàng fán róng |
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Where the streets are paved with gold |
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zhè lǐ de jiē dào yóu huáng jīn pù chéng |
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They say the oil wells ran deeper herethan anybody' s known |
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tā men shuō zhè lǐ de yóu jǐng bǐ qí tā rén xiǎng xiàng de hái yào shēn |
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I packed up on my wife and kid |
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wǒ bǎ qī zǐ hái zi sòng huí jiā |
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And left them back at home |
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zhī hòu jiù huí dào zhè lǐ |
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Now there' s nothing in this paydirt |
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xiàn zài zhè lǐ shén me yě méi yǒu |
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The ghosts are all I know |
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zhǐ yǒu xǔ duō wǒ shú shí de guǐ hún |
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Now the oil' s gone |
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yóu yǐ jīng bèi kāi cǎi guāng le |
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The money' s gone |
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qián yě méi le |
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And the jobs are gone |
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lián gōng zuò yě méi yǒu le |
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Still we' re hangin' on Down in |
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què zhǐ shèng xià wǒ men hái zài zhè gān hàn dì fāng kǔ chēng |
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Dry county |
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gān hàn zhī jùn |
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They' re swimming in the sand |
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rén men zài shā mò zhōng qiú yǒng |
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Praying for some holy water |
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qí dǎo tiān jiàng shén shèng zhī yǔ |
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To wash the sins from off our hand |
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yǐ xǐ dí wǒ men de zuì |
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Here in dry county |
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zài zhè gān hàn zhī jùn |
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The promise has run dry |
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suǒ yǒu de xī wàng suí zhī fēng gān |
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Where nobody cries |
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zài zhè lǐ méi yǒu rén kū qì |
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And no one' s getting out of here alive |
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ér qiě méi yǒu rén néng huó zhe lí kāi zhè lǐ |
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In the blessed name of Jesus |
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fèng zhǔ yé sū zhī shèng míng |
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I heard a preacher say |
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wǒ tīng jiàn mù shī shuō |
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That we are God' s children |
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wǒ men shì shén de zǐ mín |
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And He' d be back someday |
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zǒng yǒu yì tiān tā huì huí lái zhěng jiù wǒ men |
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And I hoped that he knew |
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wǒ xī wàng mù shī zhī dào mǒu xiē shì qíng |
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Something as he drank his cup of wine |
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jiù xiàng tā dǒng de hē jiǔ yī yàng |
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I didn' t have too good of a feeling |
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wǎn shàng wài chū shí |
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As I head out to the night |
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wǒ de xīn qíng bìng méi yǒu tài hǎo |
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I cursed the sky to open |
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wǒ zhòu mà tiān kōng xī wàng tā néng dǎ kāi |
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I begged the clouds for rain |
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hái xiàng yún duǒ qí qiú yǔ shuǐ |
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I prayed to God for water |
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wǒ de xuè guǎn xiàng bèi huǒ shāo yī yàng de nán guò |
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For this burning in my veins |
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yīn cǐ wǒ xiàng shén qí yǔ |
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It was like my soul' s on fire |
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nà gǎn jué jiù xiàng líng hún zài rán shāo |
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And I had to watch the flames |
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dàn wǒ què zhǐ néng yǎn zhēng zhēng dì kàn zhe huǒ shé jiāng wǒ tūn shì |
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All my dreams went up in ashes |
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wǒ suǒ yǒu de mèng xiǎng bèi fén huǐ chéng wèi huī jìn |
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And my future blew away |
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wǒ de wèi lái yǐ bèi è shā |
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Down in dry county |
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gān hàn zhī jùn |
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They' re swimming in the sand |
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rén men zài shā mò zhōng qiú yǒng |
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Praying for some holy water |
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qí dǎo tiān jiàng shén shèng zhī yǔ |
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To wash the sins from off our hand |
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yǐ xǐ dí wǒ men de zuì |
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Dry county |
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zài zhè gān hàn zhī jùn |
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The promise has run dry |
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suǒ yǒu de xī wàng suí zhī fēng gān |
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Where nobody cries |
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zài zhè lǐ méi yǒu rén kū qì |
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And no one' s getting out of here alive |
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ér qiě méi yǒu rén néng huó zhe lí kāi zhè lǐ |
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Men spend their whole lives |
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rén men huā le tā men de dà bàn rén shēng děng dài |
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Waiting praying for their big reward |
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qí qiú tā men de nǔ lì néng huò qǔ jí dà de bào chóu |
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But it seems sometimes |
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dàn dà duō shù de qíng xíng shì |
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The payoff leaves you feeling |
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dī wēi de xīn shuǐ ràng |
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Like a dirty whore |
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nǐ gǎn jué zì jǐ shì gè wū huì de jì nǚ |
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If I could choose the way I' ll die |
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jiǎ rú wǒ kě yǐ xuǎn zé sǐ wáng de fāng shì |
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Make it by the gun or knife |
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wǒ huì xuǎn zé sǐ yú qiāng xià huò dāo rèn |
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Cause the other way there' s too much pain |
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yīn wèi qí tā de fāng fǎ dōu tài tòng kǔ |
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Night after night after night |
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yī yè yòu yī yè yī yè yòu yī yè |
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Down in dry county |
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gān hàn zhī jùn |
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They' re swimming in the sand |
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rén men zài shā mò zhōng yóu yǒng |
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Praying for some holy water |
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qí dǎo tiān jiàng shén shèng zhī yǔ |
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To wash the sins from off our hand |
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yǐ xǐ dí wǒ men de zuì |
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Dry county |
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zài zhè gān hàn zhī jùn |
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The promise has run dry |
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suǒ yǒu de xī wàng suí zhī fēng gān |
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Where nobody cries |
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zài zhè lǐ méi yǒu rén kū qì |
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And no one' s getting out of here alive |
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ér qiě méi yǒu rén néng huó zhe lí kāi zhè lǐ |