When Blake Shelton teams up with Trace Adkins, you can bet the result will be something unapologetically country — bold, loud, and full of grit. That’s exactly what you get with “Hell Right”, a foot-stomping anthem released in 2019 that feels like a toast raised high on a Saturday night out in the sticks. Written by David Garcia, Brett Tyler, and Michael Hardy, the song pulls no punches in its celebration of rural pride and small-town rebellion.
From the very first beat, “Hell Right” lays down a heavy groove that blends modern country swagger with Southern rock muscle. But it’s the attitude in the lyrics — and the delivery from two of country’s most recognizable baritones — that makes the track stand out. Blake Shelton, known for balancing heartfelt ballads with party-ready hits, leans fully into the latter here. And when Trace Adkins enters with his unmistakable growl — “That’s right!” — it’s clear this isn’t just another radio-friendly single. It’s a barn burner.
What makes this song special for longtime fans of country music isn’t just the rowdy vibe — it’s the chemistry between Shelton and Adkins. These are two men who’ve lived through the ups and downs of both Nashville and real life. They’re not trying to prove anything anymore. Instead, “Hell Right” is their way of saying: we know what fun feels like, and we don’t need anyone’s permission to raise a little hell.
It’s a song that calls back to an older country spirit — when tunes were meant for tailgates, bonfires, and that one last drink before the night ends. For listeners who remember when country music had a bit more edge, “Hell Right” might just hit the right nerve. Crank it up, and don’t be surprised if you find yourself singing along — loud and proud.
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Lyrics
(Hey)
Yeah?
(Tell ’em that story you were tellin’ me)
A couple boys clock out about 5:35
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?)
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 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 it’s 7 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