Hell Right (feat. Trace Adkins)

Hey

Yeah?

Tell 'em that story you were tellin' me

Couple boys clock out by 5:35

Tryna put a little hammer in their head

Standin' in the liquor store, starin' at a fifth

But they picked up a handle instead

Hell right (hell right)

Hell right (okay)

Couple girls with their boots on got their Bluetooth on

T-shirts sayin', "Go Sooners"

Then the girl from the small town took off the "Old Town"

Put on a little Hank Jr. (Thank God)

Hell right

She got all her rowdy friends comin' over tonight

Hell right, hell right

Everybody's throwin' down on Friday night

Somewhere in America

There's a bottle to burn and a fire to light

And you ain't done nothin' if you did it half way

If you gonna raise hell, then you better damn raise

Hell right (hell right)

Hell right (hell right)

Hell right

There's a guitar on the ground that was makin' some sound

'Til somebody pulled a hillbilly slip

Now there's fog on the window, she never would've kissed him

If he didn't play a lick like this

Hell right

Hell right

Hell right (hell right), hell right (hell right)

Everybody's throwin' down on Friday night

Somewhere in America

There's a bottle to burn and a fire to light

And you ain't done nothin' if you did it half way

If you gonna raise hell, then you better damn raise

Hell right (hell right)

Hell right (hell right)

Hell right

Now it's 7a.m

Damn if there ain't an empty handle on a square hay bale

Everybody's passed out drunk, but when they wake up

They're all gonna hurt like hell right

Yeah, boy

Hell right, hell right

Everybody's throwin' down on a Friday night

Somewhere in America

There's a bottle to burn and a fire to light

And you ain't done nothin' if you did it half way

If you gonna raise hell, then you better damn raise

Hell right, hell right, hell right