Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Carrie Underwood
Carrie Underwood
Vocals
Eric Darken
Eric Darken
Percussion
Perry Coleman
Perry Coleman
Background Vocals
Michael Rhodes
Michael Rhodes
Bass
Jimmy Nichols
Jimmy Nichols
Piano
Kenny Greenberg
Kenny Greenberg
Electric Guitar
Charlie Judge
Charlie Judge
Synthesizer
Ilya Toshinskiy
Ilya Toshinskiy
Acoustic Guitar
Chris McHugh
Chris McHugh
Drums
Fred Eltringham
Fred Eltringham
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Zach Crowell
Zach Crowell
Songwriter
Brett James
Brett James
Songwriter
Hillary Lindsey
Hillary Lindsey
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mark Bright
Mark Bright
Producer
Adam Ayan
Adam Ayan
Mastering Engineer
Adam Chagnon
Adam Chagnon
Engineer
Andrew Schubert
Andrew Schubert
Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Jenny grew up wild, like a blackfoot daisy
Out in the shack with a blue tick hound
Broke as hell, but blessed with beauty
The kind that a rich man can't turn down
She caught the eye of an oil man dancin’
One summer night in a dime store dress
She had the looks, he had the mansion
And you can figure out the rest
[PreChorus]
It was all roses, drippin’ in diamonds
Sippin’ on champagne
She was all uptown, wearin’ that white gown
Takin’ his last name
[Chorus]
She could hear those church bells ringin', ringin'
And up in the loft, that whole choir singin', singin'
Fold your hands and close your eyes
Yeah, it's all gonna be alright
And just listen to the church bells ringin', ringin’
Yeah, they're ringin’
[Verse 2]
Jenny was hostin’ Junior League parties
And having dinner at the country club
Everyone thought they were Ken and Barbie
But Ken was always gettin' way too drunk
Saturday night, after a few too many
He came home ready to fight
And all his money could never save Jenny
From the devil livin’ in his eyes
[PreChorus]
It was all bruises, covered in makeup
Dark sunglasses
And that next mornin’, sittin’ in the back pew
Praying with the Baptists
[Chorus]
She could hear those church bells ringin', ringin'
And up in the loft, that whole choir singin', singin'
Fold your hands and close your eyes
Yeah, it's all gonna be alright
And just listen to the church bells ringin', ringin’
Yeah, they're ringin’
[Bridge]
Jenny slipped something in his Tennessee whiskey
No lawman was ever gonna find
And how he died is still a mystery
But he hit a woman for the very last time
[Chorus]
She could hear those church bells ringin', ringin'
You standing there in a black dress singing, singing
Fold your hands and close your eyes
Yeah, it's all gonna be alright
And just listen to the church bells ringin', ringin’
Yeah, they're ringin’
Written by: Brett James, Hillary Lindsey, Lee Lindsey, Zach Crowell
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