Joe Diffie
Joe Diffie - Bubba Shot The Jukebox lyrics
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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 *HIT* 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