Vídeo da música

Vídeo da música

Créditos

INTERPRETAÇÃO
Blake Shelton
Blake Shelton
Vocais principais
Trace Adkins
Trace Adkins
Vocais
Craig Wiseman
Craig Wiseman
Guitarra elétrica
Bryan Sutton
Bryan Sutton
Violão
Perry Coleman
Perry Coleman
Vocal de apoio
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Baixo
Carole Rabinowitz
Carole Rabinowitz
Violoncelo
Greg Morrow
Greg Morrow
Bateria
Brent Mason
Brent Mason
Guitarra elétrica
Gordon Mote
Gordon Mote
Piano
Jennifer Zuffinetti
Jennifer Zuffinetti
Vocal de apoio
Tom Bukovac
Tom Bukovac
Guitarra elétrica
Troy Lancaster
Troy Lancaster
Guitarra elétrica
Aubrey Haynie
Aubrey Haynie
Fiddle
Paul Franklin
Paul Franklin
Guitarra pedal steel
Eric Darken
Eric Darken
Percussão
Ron Sorbo
Ron Sorbo
Tambor de aço
Charlie Judge
Charlie Judge
Sintetizador
Betsy Lamb
Betsy Lamb
Viola
Connie Ellisor
Connie Ellisor
Violino
Pam Sixfin
Pam Sixfin
Violino
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Craig Wiseman
Craig Wiseman
Composição
Luke Laird
Luke Laird
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Scott Hendricks
Scott Hendricks
Produção
Steve Marcantonio
Steve Marcantonio
Engenharia (gravação)
Drew Bollman
Drew Bollman
Engenharia de mixagem (assistente)
Allen Parker
Allen Parker
Engenharia (assistente)
Jacob Murray
Jacob Murray
Engenharia (assistente)
Nick Spezia
Nick Spezia
Engenharia (assistente)
Steph Dufresne
Steph Dufresne
Engenharia (assistente)
Todd Tidwell
Todd Tidwell
Engenharia (assistente)
Brian David Willis
Brian David Willis
Engenharia (edição)
Justin Niebank
Justin Niebank
Engenharia (mixagem)
Steve Blackmon
Steve Blackmon
Engenharia (assistente)
Steve Crowder
Steve Crowder
Engenharia (assistente)
Tre Nagella
Tre Nagella
Engenharia (assistente)

Letra

[Intro]
Here we go
Yeah
Oh man, you've got to watch where you're steppin' around here
[Verse 1]
Yeah, I got a friend in New York City
He's never heard of Conway Twitty
Don't know nothin' 'bout grits and greens
Never been south of Queens
But he flew down here on a business trip
I took him honky tonkin' and that was it
He took to it like a pig to mud
Like a cow to cud
[Chorus]
We all got a hillbilly bone down deep inside
No matter where you from, you just can't hide it
When the band starts bangin' and the fiddle saws
You can't help but hollerin' "Yee-haw!"
When you see them pretty little country queens
Man, you gotta admit that it's in them genes
Ain't nothin' wrong, just gettin' on
Your hillbilly bone-ba-bone-ba-bone-bone
Ah, preach about hillbilly to 'em, Blake
[Verse 2]
Listen to this
Nah, you ain't gotta be born out in the sticks
With a F-150 and a .30-06
Or have a bubba in the family tree
To get on down with me
Yeah, bubba, all you need is an open mind
If it fires you up, you gotta let it shine
When it feels so right that it can't be wrong
Come on, come on, come on
You ain't alone, you ain't alone
[Chorus]
We all got a hillbilly bone down deep inside
No matter where you from, you just can't hide it
When the band starts bangin' and the fiddle saws
You can't help but hollerin' "Yee-haw!"
When you see them pretty little country queens
Man, you gotta admit that it's in them genes
Ain't nothin' wrong, just gettin' on
Your hillbilly bone-ba-bone-ba-bone-bone
Come on, y'all!
[Chorus]
We all got a hillbilly bone down deep inside
No matter where you from, you just can't hide it
When the band starts bangin' and the fiddle saws
You can't help but hollerin' "Yee-haw!"
When you see them pretty little country queens
Man, you gotta admit that it's in them genes
Ain't nothin' wrong, just gettin' on
Your hillbilly bone-ba-bone-ba-bone-bone
Hillbilly bone-ba-bone-ba-bone-bone
Hillbilly bone-ba-bone-ba-bone-bone
Hillbilly bone-ba-bone-ba-bone-bone
Well, there it is
I've always wanted to sing a bone song
Written by: Craig Wiseman, Luke Laird
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