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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Blake Shelton
Lead Vocals
Brett Tyler
Background Vocals
David Garcia
Programming
HARDY
Background Vocals
Ilya Toshinskiy
Acoustic Guitar
Justin Niebank
Orchestra
Perry Coleman
Background Vocals
Trace Adkins
Background Vocals
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Bass Guitar
Nir Z
Percussion
Troy Lancaster
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brett Tyler
Songwriter
David Garcia
Songwriter
Michael Hardy
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Scott Hendricks
Producer
Scott Johnson
Assistant Producer
Kam Luchterhand
Assistant Engineer
Justin Niebank
Mixing Engineer
Brian David Willis
Editing Engineer
Nir Z
Editing Engineer
Andrew Mendelson
Mastering Engineer
Matt Tuggle
Assistant Recording Engineer
Lyrics
Couple boys clock out about five:thirty-five
Tryna put a little hammer in their head
Standing in the liquor store, staring at a fifth
But they picked up a handle instead
Hell right
Hell right
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.
Hell right
She got all her rowdy friends comin' over tonight
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
There's a guitar on the ground that was making 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
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
Now Seven AM
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
Writer(s): Michael Hardy, David Garcia, Brett Tyler
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