Introduction:
“I Hate Everything” is a compelling ballad performed by George Strait, released in July 2004 as the lead single from his compilation album, 50 Number Ones. Written by Gary Harrison and Keith Stegall, the song tells the story of a man grappling with feelings of deep frustration and despair following a series of personal setbacks, particularly a failed relationship. Its poignant lyrics capture the raw emotions of a man who feels trapped in negativity but ultimately finds the resolve to confront his circumstances, hinting at reconciliation and hope.
The song became a commercial success, reaching the top spot on the Billboard Hot Country Singles & Tracks chart in October 2004 and peaking at #35 on the Billboard Hot 100, highlighting its crossover appeal. Its heartfelt delivery, paired with Strait’s smooth and emotive vocal performance, resonated deeply with fans and critics alike. The stripped-down arrangement emphasizes the emotional weight of the lyrics, making it one of Strait’s most memorable tracks from the era.
As part of the 50 Number Ones album, the song contributed to celebrating Strait’s unparalleled achievements in country music, reinforcing his legacy as the “King of Country.” Its introspective nature offered a fresh perspective on his artistry, showcasing his ability to convey vulnerability and connect with listeners on a personal level.
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Lyrics:
“I Hate Everything”
When he ordered up his third one he looked around
Then he looked at me, said I do believe I’ll have one more
He said I hate this bar and I hate to drink
But on second thought tonight I think I hate everythingThen he opened up his bill-fold and threw a 20 down
And the faded photograph fell out and hit the ground
And I picked it up, he said thank you bud, I put it in his hand
He said I probably ought to throw this one away
‘Cause she’s the reason I feel this way, I hate everything
I hate my job, I hate my life and if it weren’t for my two kids I’d hate my ex-wife
I know I should move on and try to start again
But I just can’t get over her leaving me for him
Then he shook his head and looked down at his ring and said I hate everything
He said one bedroom apartment where I get my mail
Is really not a home, it’s more like a jail
With a swimming pool and a parking lot view, man that’s just great
I hate summer, winter, fall and spring
Red and yellow, purple, blue and green, I hate everything
So I pulled out my phone and I called my house
I said babe I’m comin’ home, we’re gonna work this out
I paid for his drinks and I told him thanks, thanks for everything