Music Video

HARDY - Give Heaven Some Hell (Official Music Video)
Watch {trackName} music video by {artistName}

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
HARDY
HARDY
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Hardy
Michael Hardy
Songwriter
Hunter Phelps
Hunter Phelps
Songwriter
Ashley Gorley
Ashley Gorley
Songwriter
Ben Johnson
Ben Johnson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Joey Moi
Joey Moi
Producer
Derek Wells
Derek Wells
Producer
Andrew Mendelson
Andrew Mendelson
Mastering Engineer
Jeff Balding
Jeff Balding
Recording Engineer
Ryan Yount
Ryan Yount
Assistant Recording Engineer
Sean R. Badum
Sean R. Badum
Assistant Recording Engineer
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Can't believe that you got me in a suit and tie I had to take a pull so I wouldn't cry You got a line out the church door saying goodbye Yeah, I believe 'em when they say you're in a better place You had a wild side, but you had amazing grace I know you're way off up in them clouds But If you can still hear me right now I hope you hit those gold streets on two wheels I hope your mansion in the sky's got a ten-acre field With some mud and some hubs you can lock in Make some thunder, make 'em wonder how ya got in Hide your beer, hide your clear from the Man Upstairs Crank it loud, hold it down till I get there And when I do, I hope you got some new stories to tell Till then give heaven some hell I bet you're looking for a crew like we had Bunch a noise, making boys that like to live fast Burning rubber in a parking lot Man, I don't know if the other side's ready or not but I hope you hit those gold streets on two wheels I hope your mansion in the sky's got a ten-acre field With some mud and some hubs you can lock in Make some thunder, make 'em wonder how ya got in Hide your beer, hide your clear from the Man Upstairs Crank it loud, hold it down till I get there And when I do, I hope you got some new stories to tell Till then give heaven some hell I was there when you raised your hand Heads bowed singing "Just as I Am" Walking that aisle, praying that prayer Man, it ain't right, but if ya gotta be there I hope you hit those gold streets on two wheels I hope your mansion in the sky's got a ten-acre field With some mud and some hubs you can lock in Make some thunder, make 'em wonder how ya got in Hide your beer, hide your clear from the Man Upstairs Crank it loud, hold it down till I get there And when I do, I hope you got some new stories to tell Till then give heaven some hell I was there when you raised your hand Heads bowed singing "Just as I Am" Man it ain't right, man it ain't fair I'll see you again, but till then give heaven some hell
Writer(s): Michael Hardy, Hunter Phelps, Ashley Glenn Gorley, Benjamin Johnson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out