Bubba Shot The Jukebox Lyrics - Singles - Chesnutt Mark

We were all down at Margie's bar tellin' stories if we had one 

Someone fired the old jukebox up, the song it sure was a sad one 

A teardrop rolled down Bubba's nose, from the pain the song was inflictin' 

And all at once he jumped to his feet Just like somebody kicked him 

Bubba shot the jukebox last night 

Said it played a sad song that made him cry 

Went to his truck and got a .45 

Bubba shot the Jukebox last night 

Bubba ain't never been accused of bein' mentally stable 

So we did not draw an easy breath till he laid that colt on the table 

He hung his head till the cops showed up, dragged him right outta Margie's 

Told him don't you play dumb with us son you know damn well what the charge is 

Bubba shot the jukebox last night 

Said it played a sad song that made him cry 

Went to his truck and got a .45 

He shot the jukebox last night 

When the sheriff arrived with his bathrobe on 

The confrontation was a tense one 

Shook his head and said Bubba boy, you was always a dense one 

Reckless discharge of a gun, that's what the officers are claimin' 

Bubba hollered, enraged as hell "I hit just where I was aimin!" 

Bubba shot the jukebox last night 

Said it played a sad song that made him cry 

Went to his truck and got a .45 

He shot the jukebox, stopped it with one shot 

Bubba shot the jukebox last night 

Well he could not tell right from wrong through the teardrops in his eyes 

Beyond the shadow of a doubt it was a justifiable homicide 

Bubba shot the jukebox, stopped it with one shot 

Bubba shot the jukebox last night