We would hop
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 inflectin'
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
They dragged him
right out of Margie's
They told him
Don't you play dumb with us
Son you know **** 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
Well he shot the jukebox
last night
When 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 dense one
Now reckless
discharge of a gun
That's what the officers
are claimin'
Bubba hollered out
Reckless ****
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
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 teardrops
in his eyes
Beyond a shadow of a doubt
It was a justifiable homicide
Bubba shot the jukebox
He stopped it with one shot
Bubba shot
the jukebox last night