Six Strings & Shadow

Modern country. Old soul. Turn it up. Let it roll. ================================================ FREE TO USE MUSIC LICENSE You are free to use this music in your videos, streams, and other content. ✔ Monetization allowed ✔ Credit appreciated but not required If you would like to credit: Music: "Song Name" by DustlineRadio Channel: https://youtube.com/@DustlineRadio Restrictions: * Do not reupload the music as a standalone track. * Do not claim the music as your own. * Do not upload the track to music streaming platforms (Spotify, Apple Music, etc.). ================================================= Lyrics: Six Strings & Shadow Verse 1 Midnight leaning on a broken town Neon flicker, whiskey brown Pawn shop Strat with rusted scars Smoke drifting past the stars Fingers shaking, strike the chord Sound cuts deeper than a sword Crowd goes quiet, hold their breath Like they’re watching something cheat death Pre-Chorus I feel heat but there’s no flame Feel a whisper call my name Cold wind crawling down my spine Like something waiting for a sign Chorus I play my guitar with the devil behind my back Feel his breath when the amp starts to crack Every note like a loaded gun Every riff says “run, boy, run” He don’t talk but I know he’s there Smiling through the midnight air If I miss a beat he’ll take his due So I bend those strings till the sky turns blue Verse 2 Boot heel tapping on wooden floor Heartbeat pounding more and more Slide that steel across the fret Best damn sound you ever met Shadow stretching on the wall Looks too tall to be mine at all Red eyes glowing in the glass Watching every note I pass Pre-Chorus He don’t clap, he don’t cheer But I feel him drawing near Every solo, every cry Is a wager I can’t deny Chorus I play my guitar with the devil behind my back Feel his breath when the amp starts to crack Every note like a loaded gun Every riff says “run, boy, run” He don’t talk but I know he’s there Smiling through the midnight air If I miss a beat he’ll take his due So I bend those strings till the sky turns blue Bridge Sweat dripping on the maple neck One wrong chord could cash the check Crowd screaming, lights go black Only me and the shadow intact I don’t know if I’m chasing fame Or just playing a dangerous game But if this is hell, let it ring— I’d rather burn than never sing Final Chorus Yeah I play my guitar with the devil behind my back No contract signed but I feel the pact Every note cuts sharp and clean Like something living in between If he wants my soul someday He’ll have to take it through what I play Till that night, I’ll make it loud— Six strings screaming through the crowd