We were hogged down
at Marge`s Bar
Telling stories

if we had one
Someone fired
the old Jukebox up
The song it sure

was a sad one
A tear drop 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
Said it played a sad song

That made him cry
Went to his truck
and got a forty-five
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
till the cops showed up
They dragged him right
out of Marge`s

They 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 forty-five
He shot the jukebox
last night

Well the sheriff arrived
With his bathrobe on
The confrontation
was a tense one

He shook his head and said
Bubba boy you was
always a dis one
Now reckless discharge

of a gun
That`s what the officers
are claiming
Bubba hollered out

reckless hell
I hit just where
I was aiming
Bubba shot the jukebox

last night
Said it played a sad song
That made him cry
Went to his truck

and got a forty-five
Well 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 tear drops

in his eyes
Beyond a shadow of a doubt
It was a justifiable
homicide



Bubba shot the jukebox
Stopped it with one shot

Bubba shot the Jukebox
last night