Country music may be the genre of the Bible Belt, but when it comes to avenging sins, its lyrical weapons are plenty and potent. Carrie Underwood swings a baseball bat, Johnny Cash uses fists, Miranda Lambert loads a gun and Toby Keith fires up footwear. Forget looking good as the best revenge; it’s all about a good aim. Here are the 20 country songs that prove best that what comes around goes around.
Maybe it’s because her father was a private detective, but Lambert takes no prisoners when it comes to cheating hearts. From the first line of this 2009 hit, she puts her man on notice that he's not nearly as clever as he thinks, as he spreads his "charms" all over town. But what we don't find out until the end of the song is that what's good for the goose is even better for the gander. "Here's a bombshell just for you/Turns out I've been lying, too," she sings, revealing that she's been spreading a few things of her own.
Thanks, Dad. . . for nothing. It's hard to be grateful when you're a dude whose name is Sue. In this At San Quentin classic written by Shel Silverstein, the Man in Black tells the tale of a boy whose deadbeat father gave him the feminine moniker before he skipped town. Though he later learns this was a gesture to get his son to toughen up in his absence, it's difficult to shake off years of bullying, and the whole thing ends in an old-school scuffle – complete with a severed ear – set to a chugging Cash-ian beat and plenty of tongue-in-cheek. Though they settle it all in the end, one thing's clear: there will be no Sue Jr. "If I ever have a son, I think I'm gonna name him Bill or George! Anything but Sue!"
Taylor Swift has made a multi-million dollar career out of getting lyrical revenge, with this track from 2010's Speak Now perhaps packing the strongest punch. "There's nothing I do better than revenge," she sings, though she never details just what exactly she's going to do to the man-stealing actress who's "better known for things she does on the mattress." But in that line lies the real-life karma. See, Swift's revenge comes in the form of all those rumors about celebrities who inspire her songs. This one was allegedly about actress Camilla Belle, who dated pop prince Joe Jonas just after he dumped the singer-songwriter, and thus had her dirty laundry aired on pop and country stations worldwide.
Bill Anderson wrote this Number Two country hit, the title cut of a 1966 Wagoner album that served up infidelity, divorce, drunkenness and murder. Arriving back in town early, our narrator hopes to surprise the missus. Figuring that pink champagne makes a nice welcome-home gift, the unsuspecting hubby encounters a guy at the liquor store who's also buying booze for his lady. He's still clueless when the guy tells the cashier "her husband's out of town," but wises up when he sees that the dude has driven right to his house. After downing the entire bottle, he decides it's time to make his move — a move that doesn't end well.
Kathleen Edwards has gotten herself mixed up with the wrong man. "You talk so sweet until the going gets tough/The last job you pulled was never big enough," she laments, knowing he's unlikely to clean himself up. Although we're never told the exact nature of her dude's dirty dealings — drug running? bank robbing? — Edwards does let us in on a little secret: she's gearing up to call the cops and tip them off. If her love isn't enough to scare the guy straight, maybe 20 years in a state penitentiary will do the trick.
Nancy Sinatra was about to be dropped from her famous father's record label in 1966 when producer Lee Hazlewood had her record "These Boots Are Made for Walkin'," a jangly song he'd originally written for himself before realizing Sinatra’s sinewy, nubile delivery was just what his tune needed to take off. The distinctive, walking double bass line helped make the singer's rendition the definitive take on this revenge classic, sounding just like a ravishing ladylove sliding on a slick pair of high-heeled boots before giving a sultry "so long" and strutting out the door. It's the musical encompassment of having the power to exalt or the power to destroy. . . coupled with the power of sexy footwear.
Since the release of this feisty number nearly a decade ago, not a single day has passed where it hasn't blasted over the speakers of a football field, a Buffalo Wild Wings or a crappy sound system at happy hour karaoke, fearlessly unleashed from the lungs of any woman ever done wrong. Written by Chris Tompkins and Josh Kear, "Before He Cheats" was first unleashed in 2006, on the same album that catapulted Underwood from small-town Oklahoma shy girl to pop-country starlet in four singles flat. Because letting go and moving on never feels as good as property damage, the song's crossover success received endless accolades and crashed the Billboard charts Louisville Slugger-style, just like the way Underwood smashes her cheating lover's 4×4 truck in the cutthroat recording.
Jason Isbell brought this song about a raging war between Southern families to the Drive-By Truckers, and it went on to become the title track to the group's 2003 album. The bitter, fatal feud he depicts in the lyrics — between the Hill and Lawson clans — makes the Hatfield and McCoys' beef look like a game of tag. But it's the unwillingness of the narrator, a Lawson, to continue the conflict that elevates the song to higher art. As he sings, "I got dead brothers in East Tennessee," you can hear him deciding, "This ends with me." Because while blood may be thicker than water, a son doesn't have to defend his dad's legacy if the father is himself a son of a bitch.
Miranda Lambert, Ashley Monroe and Angaleena Presley, otherwise known as Pistol Annies, never sounded so pissed as they do in this song about kicking a no-good dude to the curb. Tired of her husband's "shit", a put-upon wife leaves food on the stove and splits, but not before putting an ad in the paper advertising that the titular trailer is in need of a new tenant. Fast forward a decade, and the self-consumed ex-husband is still sprawled out on the couch — drinking beers and, likely, not even realizing his pistol of a lady up and left.
Don't piss off the voodoo queen. This 1974 single was Hall of Famer Bare's only Number One hit, and shows how revenge can be so much more fun when you have Creole witchcraft in your pocket of evil tools. In this virtually verse-less story-song written by Shel Silverstein and folk singer Baxter Taylor, Marie unleashes her wrath when a suitor swindles her for some cash and tries to leave before the wedding bells ring – a tale Bare tells in his smooth twang and country-blues boogie. "Oooooo-we! Another man done gone," he sings, after warning future beaus to either seal the deal or just steer clear.
A murder ballad about a literal family affair, "Yvette" spins the story of a teenaged boy who admires a quiet, glassy-eyed schoolmate from across the classroom. He follows her home one night and watches through the window, horrified, as her father walks into her bedroom and inflicts some unspeakable acts of abuse. "He won't hold you that way anymore, Yvette," Isbell promises, returning to the scene of the crime later that evening with a Weatherby rifle in his arms and revenge on his mind. Although the song wraps up before he pulls the trigger, we're guessing this story ends with a bang.
Sometimes, revenge isn't just in the lyrics – it's the actual song itself. After his second album failed to resonate as powerfully as his debut, and he'd literally quit his day job, Prine was suffering from a bit of an existential crisis. He chose to respond with a third LP, Sweet Revenge, full of stunners like "Mexican Home" and "Please Don't Bury Me," along with the title track. With lyrics ripped from Hunter S. Thompson ("The milkman left me a note yesterday/'Get out of this town by noon/You're coming on way too soon/And besides that, we never liked you anyway'"), he hits back at the detractors with a priceless melody that said this Chicagoan wasn't going anywhere, no matter what the milkman demands.
This 1968 hit — later covered by both Jamey Johnson and Linda Ronstadt — shows how to get some vengeance without getting your hands dirty. "Hope" is the operative word in the Mel Tillis-penned song, which shows a scorned lover wishing a variety of devious outcomes upon his former lady. "Well, I hope that the friend you've thrown yourself with/Gets drunk and loses his job," Jennings sings to a steadfast shuffle. This is a kiss-off with no need for a minor key.
Justin Townes Earle has never avoided an association with his famous country singer father, Steve Earle, and the younger Earle has certainly never held back on wearing his daddy issues on his sleeves. "I don't get angry; I get even," he sings on the opening line of the deceptively cheery sounding, country-blues ditty "Someone Will Pay." The song is off the singer's 2015 LP Absent Fathers, which is the companion album to its 2014 predecessor, Single Mothers. And it's no great mystery who Justin is singing about (or rather, who he's singing to) when he croons, "On my mama's life, someone will pay for the way you lied." The song does leave one question unanswered, though: Who is that "someone?" Father, or son?
Lambert's first shot at the Top 10 arrived thanks to this nasty bit of rough justice (or is it premeditated murder?) that opens and closes with the groans of a guy whose fate is sealed after he slaps her face and shakes her "like a rag doll." Waiting for the dude to post bail and show up on her doorstep, Lambert's all liquored up and ready to send them both straight to hell. The singer, who had already laid waste (in song) to another ex in "Kerosene" by burning the cheating bastard's house down, has since softened her image a bit, but anyone foolish enough to tangle with this Texan probably deserves every damn thing he gets. While she may have gained a reputation for a high body count in her songs, the inspiration for this tune came from a real place. When she was a teenager, Lambert's parents took in women and children who had been abused.
The cheating protagonist in Garth Brooks' 1991 hit makes one fatal mistake: he returns home from a sordid tryst still smelling like his lover's perfume. Whoops. While the country singer wanted to end the song with a bang — literally, with the wife pulling a pistol on her philandering husband — the album version leaves things a little cleaner. Networks even banned the video, which depicted scenes of domestic violence. But no one tells Garth what to do: live, he plays the whole shebang, telling the ill-fated tale in its entirely to a wicked melody that sounds like a devious storm rolling into to a dusty saloon. And that video? It won a CMA Award. Talk about the best revenge.
Maggie Rose is full of regret but shows little remorse in the role of a love-scorned death row killer who's moments away from a lethal injection in this wrenching, modern murder ballad. While the once whiskey-swigging, gun-toting Rose, now scared and begging for God's forgiveness, cowers at the prick of the needle, the song is unflinching. "Looking back now, I should have probably let him run," the singer intones as she feels the sodium thiopental drip into her veins, but "paybacks are hell where I come from." And not just where she comes from, but where she bets she's going, too. In the tradition of Johnny Cash's "Ring of Fire," Rose offers her famous last words in the final verse of a song about letting love take you all the way down to the depths of hell.