I hit just where I was aiming"
So we did not draw an easy breathe
It was a justifiable homicide
Shook his head and said, "Bubba Boy
You was always a dense one"
A teardrop rolled down Bubba's nose
The confrontation was a tense one
Bubba ain't never been accused
And all at once he jumped to his feet
Well, he could not tell right from wrong
Said it played a sad song, it made him cry
Bubba shot the juke box last night
From the pain the song was inflicting
Well, he shot the juke box last night
Well, he shot the juke box, stopped it with one shot
Said it played a sad song, it made him cry
Bubba shot the juke box last night
Went to his truck and got a forty five
Went to his truck and got a forty five
Said it played a sad song, it made him cry
"Reckless discharge of a gun"
Of bein' mentally stable
Until he laid that Colt on the table
Someone fired the old jukebox up
That's what the officers are claimin'
Through the tear drops in his eyes
Beyond a shadow of a doubt
Bubba shot the juke box, stopped it with one shot
Told him, "Don't you play dumb with us, son
Bubba shot the jukebox last night
You know damn well what the charge is"
Bubba shot the juke box last night
Just like somebody kicked him
Bubba shot the juke box last night
Well, the Sheriff arrived with his bathrobe on
The song it sure was a sad one
Bubba hollered out, "Reckless, hell
He hung his head till the cops showed up
They dragged him right out of Margie's
Went to his truck and got a forty five
