A song about an angry jilted bride. Can't get any more country than that, lol
Original Lyrics By Gwyneth Rose Bradley,
Music and Additional Lyrics By Jayson Dyall
Copyright Gwyneth Rose Bradley 2016
Copyright Jayson Dyall 2020
Produced By Jayson Dyall & Alaska Hilton
Back-Up Arrangement by Alaska Hilton
Mixed by Jayson Dyall
JTDyall Music All Rights Reserved
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The talented UK singer Alaska Hilton on vocals backed by The Jay Dyall Project!
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Scorned Fury (Like This Fiery Storm)
Original Lyrics By Gwyneth Rose Bradley,
Music and Additional Lyrics By Jayson Dyall
Thought you were my gift, sent from heaven above
And you were good at your game, made me fall in love
You teased and pleased me, with your fantastic lies
Turned out my angel, was the devil in disguise
You said lets get married, I said yes
I even went out and bought a wedding dress
I sent out the invites, I booked the church
Never thought youd leave me in the lurch
I'm going to make you pay
I'm going to hunt you down
You're gonna wish to God, babe
That you'd never seen me around
'Cause hell hath no fury, like this fiery storm
No Hell hath no fury, like this woman scorned!
Spent days in pain and tears, but I'll hold my head up high
No revenge is too extreme, as I plot your demise
I want to make it painfully clear so you can see
The spiteful vengeful woman you've awoken in me
Light a match to your house, and torch your truck
I'd call it Karma, you'd call it bad luck
You tried to ruin my life, so what better way
Than to tear yours down and have the final say
I'm going to make you pay
I'm going to hunt you down
You're gonna wish to God, babe
That you'd never seen me around
'Cause hell hath no fury, like this fiery storm
No Hell hath no fury, like this woman scorned!
(Like this fiery storm)
Break
I'm going to make you pay
I'm going to hunt you down
You're gonna wish to God, babe
That you'd never seen me around
'Cause hell hath no fury, like this fiery storm
No Hell hath no fury, like this woman scorned
'Cause hell hath no fury, like this fiery storm
No Hell hath no fury, like this woman scorned!
(Like this fiery storm
Like this fiery storm, Like this fiery storm...)
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