Bubba Shot The Jukebox Lyrics

Bubba Shot The Jukebox lyrics

We were all down at Margie's Bar

Telling stories if we had one

Someone fired the ol' jukebox up

The song it sure was a sad one

Teardrop rolled down Bubba's nose

From the pain the song was inflicting

And all at once he jumped to his feet

Just like somebody kicked him



Bubba shot the jukebox last night

He 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 being mentally stable

So we did not draw an easy breath

Till he laid that colt on the table

He hung his head until the cops showed up

They dragged him right out of Margie's

They told him, "Don't you play dumb with us, son"

"You know damn well what the charge is."



(REPEAT CHORUS)



When the sheriff arrive with his bathrobe on

The confrontation was a tense one

Shook his head and said, "Bubba boy,"

"You was always was a dense one"

A wreckless discharge of a gun

That's what the officer's are claiming

Bubba hollered, "Wreckless! Hell!"

"I shot just where I was aiming. "



(REPEAT CHORUS)



Well he could not tell right from wrong

Through the teardrops in his eyes

Beyond a shadow of a doubt

It was a justifiable homicide

Bubba shot the juke box stopped it with one shot

Bubba shot the jukebox last night