bubba shot the jukebox

we were all down at margie's bar

telling stories if we had one

someone fired the old jukebox up

the song 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 juke box last night

said it played a sad song it made him cry

went to his truck and got a forty five

bubba shot the juke box last night

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

told him don't play dumb with us