If you are a fan of country music, you might be familiar with the song “I Love This Bar” by Toby Keith. It is one of his most popular and successful songs, reaching number one on the Billboard Hot Country Singles & Tracks chart in 2003. But do you know the story behind the song and what inspired Keith to write it?
According to Wikipedia, Keith wrote this song with his friend and fellow songwriter Scotty Emerick. They were inspired by a bar they visited in Syracuse, New York, where they saw a diverse crowd of people having fun and enjoying themselves. They decided to write a song that celebrates the bar culture and the sense of community it creates.
The song describes various characters that frequent the bar, such as bikers, yuppies, college kids, soldiers, and farmers. Keith sings about how he loves the bar for its atmosphere, music, drinks, and friendly staff. He also mentions some of the features of the bar, such as a jukebox, a dance floor, a pool table, and a big TV screen.
The song’s title also inspired a chain of restaurants owned by Keith named Toby Keith’s I Love This Bar & Grill. The restaurants feature live music, memorabilia, and southern-style food. The first one opened in 2005 in Oklahoma City, Oklahoma, and since then more than 20 locations have been opened across the US.
You can listen to the song on Spotify or watch the official music video on YouTube. You can also read more about the meaning behind the song on this website. If you love this song as much as Toby Keith loves this bar, you might want to check out his other hits from his album Shock’n Y’all, such as “American Soldier” and “Beer for My Horses”.
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My Cheating Husband Told Me I am Hideous And Ugly. I Gave him a Taste of His Own Medicine
I still remember the day vividly. His words cut deeper than any blade ever could. “You should be grateful I stay with you because nobody else could stand looking at that hideous face every day.” His cruel comment replayed in my mind like a broken record. At 67, I knew I wasn’t as young as I once was, but I had always believed in my inner and outer beauty. When I dressed up and put effort into my appearance, I still caught a look or two from strangers. His betrayal and harsh words completely shattered my self-esteem.
I was devastated. This was the man I had loved, the father of our four children, the person I had devoted my life to. How could he be so cruel? For days, I was in a daze, hurt and saddened by his words and actions. But then, a realization hit me. This man didn’t love me anymore. He thought that because we were old, he could do whatever he wanted without consequences.
“Okay, Mister Martin,” I thought to myself. “Let’s play it your way. I will make you regret this.”
The Perfect Facade
For the next three days, I played the role of the perfect wife. I served him his meals on time, cleaned the house meticulously, and even showed him extra respect. The satisfaction on his petty little face was almost unbearable. He thought he had won, that he had put me in my place. Little did he know, I was just setting the stage for what was to come.
Behind the scenes, I was planning my revenge. I spent hours researching and thinking of ways to hit him where it hurt the most. The first step was to gather evidence of his infidelity. With the help of a private investigator, I collected photographs, messages, and even videos of his escapades.
The Day of Reckoning
The very next day after my perfect facade, I executed my plan. It started like any other day. I made him breakfast, kissed him goodbye as he left for work, and waited patiently. When he came home, he was greeted by our children, all four of them. They had no idea what was about to happen, but I needed them there for what was to come next.
I gathered everyone in the living room and handed out envelopes containing the evidence of his infidelity. As they opened them, the room filled with gasps and shocked expressions. Martin’s face turned from confusion to horror as he realized what was happening.
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“Martin, you thought you could humiliate me and get away with it?” I said, my voice steady and strong. “You thought I would just sit back and let you walk all over me? You’re wrong. I’ve had enough.”
I looked at our children, their eyes wide with disbelief. “This man,” I continued, “has betrayed not only me but our entire family. He doesn’t deserve our love or respect.”
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