Charley Crockett – 518 (Guitar)

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Take the 518 when you're feeling low

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And your friend bad luck just won't let you go

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If the bird don't sing, and the dog don't hunt

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Take 518 when you've had enough

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Take 518 if you got lost,

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and the price you pay wasn't worth the cost

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See the snow white peaks, above the high road

                    B7             E
Leave your troubles behind and the country below

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I was in a divide down in Dead Man's Pass

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I was living hard and a movin' too fast

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Gold was in my hand, trouble filled my eyes

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But on the 518 that part of me died

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Take the 518 when you're feeling low

                    B7                      E
And your friend bad luck just won't let you go

                   E                     A
When it's said and done you won't feel a thing

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On that stretch of road they call the 518