Sammy Hagar & Toby Keith - "I Love This Bar" (Red Til I'm Dead Film Clip)

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At 77, rock legend Sammy Hagar has finally opened up about his decades-long friendship with Toby Keith, offering a rare glimpse into the bond between two icons from very different corners of the music world.

Hagar first met Keith in the early 2000s at a charity golf tournament, and from that moment, the two struck up an unexpected but genuine friendship. “We came from different genres — him with his cowboy hat, me with my rock ’n’ roll hair — but we had the same soul,” Hagar said. “We both lived for the music, for the fans, and for having a damn good time.”

Over the years, they shared countless private moments away from the cameras — fishing trips in Oklahoma, late-night jam sessions, and unplanned bar performances where they’d swap songs and shots of tequila. Hagar recalls how Toby, even at the height of his fame, never lost his down-to-earth charm.

“Toby was the kind of guy who could be playing for 50,000 people one night, and the next morning be sitting on a porch somewhere, strumming a guitar with you like you were old neighbors,” Hagar shared.

When Keith was diagnosed with stomach cancer in 2021, Hagar says he witnessed a side of his friend that inspired him deeply. “He never complained. Not once. He’d just say, ‘Sammy, the show’s gotta go on.’ Even when he was in pain, he still found a way to laugh, tell a story, or pick up a  guitar.”

One of Hagar’s most treasured memories came during an impromptu night in Las Vegas, when Toby insisted they sing “Courtesy of the Red, White and Blue” together at a small bar. “The whole place went crazy. But what got me was the look in Toby’s eyes — pure joy. That’s who he was.”

Now, with Keith’s health journey reminding fans of life’s fragility, Hagar says the real truth about Toby is simple:

“He’s one of the most loyal, fearless, and generous friends I’ve ever had. And I want the world to know that.”

For Sammy Hagar, Toby Keith isn’t just a country superstar — he’s a brother in spirit, a man who lived and loved with every ounce of himself, and whose friendship will always be one of the brightest notes in his life.

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