Karaoké Bubba Shot the Jukebox Mark Chesnutt

We were all down at Margie's bar telling 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 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 it made him cry

Went to his truck and got a forty five

Bubba shot the jukebox last night

Now Bubba ain't never been accused of being mentality stable

So we did not draw an easy breathe

Until 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 damn well what the charge is

Bubba shot the jukebox last night

Said it played a sad song it made him cry

Went to his truck and got a forty five

Well he shot the jukebox last night

Well 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

A reckless discharge of a gun that's what the officers are claiming

Bubba hollered at reckless Hell

I hit just where I was aiming

Bubba shot the jukebox last night

Said it played a sad song it 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 teardrops in his eyes

Beyond a shadow of a doubt

It was justifiable homicide

Bubba shot the jukebox stopped it with one shot

Bubba shot the jukebox last night