Echoes of the Devil – Hunter Wade | Dark Outlaw Country | Official Lyric Video

🔥 Ride the dust-choked roads of revenge, heartbreak, and survival — with the devil riding shotgun.

Hunter Wade’s “Echoes of the Devil” is more than a song — it’s a cinematic outlaw-country journey that will grab your soul and refuse to let go. Every note, every shadow, every word tells a story of pain, loss, and relentless defiance, transporting you to a world of dusty towns, rusted guns, and roads that never end.

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Full Lyrics – “Echoes of the Devil”

[Verse 1 — slow, spoken-sung]
I was born in a dust-choked town where the nights felt mean,
Where the law wrote lies and the church weren’t clean.
My daddy drank fire 'til the fire drank him,
And mama whispered prayers that never learned to swim.

At seventeen I ran with a rusted gun,
Chasin’ shadows in the dark where the lost ones run.
I learned quick that mercy ain’t a thing they teach—
You bleed for every mile that your boots might reach.

(Guitar: slow minor arpeggio, reverb washed)

[Chorus — melodic, heavy baritone]
And the devil rode beside me, talkin’ low inside my ear,
Sayin’, “Son, this road is lonely, but it’s the only truth you’ll hear.”
So I kept on walkin’, tired bones and a hollow soul,
With the devil ridin’ shotgun
And the night gettin’ cold.

[Verse 2 — darker, more spoken]
I met a woman in a diner on a two-lane road,
Eyes like storms and a heart that overflowed.
She said, “You look like a man who’s been runnin’ from pain.”
I told her pain’s the one thing that always knows my name.

We burned like whiskey in a jar too small,
She lit a fire in my chest, then left me to burn alone.
I tried to change, God knows I tried—
But the outlaw in my blood wouldn’t lay down and die.

(Bass walks heavier, drums hit slow and steady)

[Chorus]
And the devil rode beside me, whisperin’, “Boy, don’t even try.”
Said, “Redemption don’t come easy, and it sure don’t come to your kind.”
So I kept on movin’, gravel roads under worn-out soles,
With the devil ridin’ shotgun
And the truth takin’ hold.

[Instrumental Break — guitar solo]
(Clean electric guitar, minor key bends, long vibrato, echoes into the night)

[Verse 3 — low, gritty whisper]
Last night I stood lookin’ down a railroad track,
Wind blowin’ hard like it wanted me back.
I heard mama’s voice somewhere in the cold,
Sayin’, “Son, don’t let the devil take what little good you hold.”

So I dropped to my knees in the dust and rain,
Beggin’ for a touch of somethin’ stronger than pain.
Railroad steel hummed low like it carried my past,
And for one lone heartbeat, everything turned glass—
The devil weren’t ridin’… he was walkin’ behind me.

[Final Chorus — bigger, emotional]
But the devil rode beside me, for years inside my head,
Tellin’ me I was broken, better off dead.
Now I’m walkin’ forward, leavin’ fire in the tracks I’ve turned,
With the devil in the distance
And a life to relearn.

[Outro — spoken, fading with reverb]
Some men run from shadows…
Some men become ’em.
Me? I’m still learnin’ the difference.

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