Song Information

“Honky Tonk Badonkadonk” is a country party anthem recorded by Trace Adkins and written by Dallas Davidson, Randy Houser, and Jamey Johnson. The song was released in October 2005 as the third single from Adkins’ album Songs About Me. It became one of the most commercially successful songs of his career, peaking at No. 2 on the Billboard Hot Country Songs chart and crossing over into the Billboard Hot 100 — a rare feat for a modern country track at the time.

With its infectious beat, humorous lyrics, and unforgettable title, the song introduced Trace Adkins to a new generation of fans and helped cement his image as a larger-than-life personality in country music.


Song Content

“Honky Tonk Badonkadonk” is a lighthearted, tongue-in-cheek celebration of the nightlife scene — particularly the effect a certain woman’s dancing has on everyone in the bar. The song centers around a woman entering a honky tonk (a Southern-style bar or dance venue), and immediately becoming the center of attention due to her figure and the way she moves to the music.

The term “badonkadonk” is slang for shapely hips or backside, and the song plays with this in a cheeky but catchy way. Every line is packed with humor and energy, blending traditional country twang with a funky, almost hip-hop inspired rhythm, which made it a standout hit.

What makes the song work is Adkins’ delivery — deep, playful, and entirely committed to the fun. It’s a track meant for dancing, laughing, and letting loose.


Explaining the Curiosity: Why Did This Song Blow Up?

On the surface, “Honky Tonk Badonkadonk” seems like just a novelty tune. But the song’s unexpected viral success revealed a shift in the country music scene — one where artists could blend humor, pop culture references, and modern production while still staying true to Southern roots.

The song came out at a time when country music was exploring new territory. While many songs dealt with heartbreak, patriotism, or rural pride, “Badonkadonk” embraced the pure entertainment side of country nightlife. Its bold title alone sparked curiosity, but it was the groove and catchy hook that kept people replaying it — and dancing to it in honky tonks across America.

It also benefitted from a widely played music video, featuring bar scenes, choreographed dancing, and plenty of visual charm to match the song’s cheeky lyrics. Some traditionalists may have dismissed it, but for many fans, it was an anthem of a good time — one that crossed age and genre boundaries.

This song reminds us that not every country hit needs a deep message. Sometimes, all it takes is a fun story, a great beat, and the guts to sing the word “badonkadonk” with a straight face.


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Lyrics

Turn it up someAlright boys, this is her favorite songYou know that, right?So, if we play it good and loudShe might get up and dance againOhh, she put her beer downHere she comes, here she comesLeft, left, left right leftWoo
Hustlers shootin’ eight ballThrowin’ darts at the wallFeelin’ damn near ten feet tallHere she comes, Lord help us allOl’ T.W.’s girlfriend done slapped him out his chairPoor ole boy, it ain’t his faultIt’s so hard not to stare
At that honky tonk badonkadonkKeepin’ perfect rhythm, make ya wanna swing alongGot it goin’ on like Donkey KongAnd whoo-wee, shut my mouth, slap your grandmaThere oughta be a law, get the Sheriff on the phoneLord have mercy, how’d she even get them britches onThat honky tonk badonkadonk(Aww son)
Now Honey, you can’t blame herFor what her mama gave herIt ain’t right to hate herFor workin’ that money-makerBand shuts down at twoBut we’re hangin’ out ’til threeWe hate to see her goBut love to watch her leave
With that honky tonk badonkadonkKeepin’ perfect rhythmMake ya wanna swing alongGot it goin’ on like Donkey KongAnd whoo-wee shut my mouth, slap your grandmaThere oughta be a law, get the Sheriff on the phoneLord have mercy, how’d she even get them britches onWith that honky tonk badonkadonk(Ooh, that’s what I’m talkin’ ’bout right there, honey)
We don’t care about the drinkin’Barely listen to the bandOur hands, they start a shakin’When she gets the urge to danceDrivin’ everybody crazyYou think you fell in loveBoys, you better keep your distanceYou can look but you can’t touch
That honky tonk badonkadonkKeepin’ perfect rhythmMake ya wanna swing alongGot it goin’ on like Donkey KongAnd whoo-wee, shut my mouth, slap your grandmaThere oughta be a law, get the Sheriff on the phoneLord have mercy, how’d she even get them britches onThat honky tonk badonkadonk
That honky tonk badonkadonk
Yeah, that honky tonk badonkadonk(That honky tonk badonkadonk)That’s it, right there boys, that’s why we do what we doIt ain’t for the money, it ain’t for the glory, it ain’t for the free whiskeyIt’s for the badonkadonk(That honky tonk badonkadonk)