We were all down at Marge'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 inflicting All at once he jumped to his feet just like somebody kicked him Chorus Bubba shot the jukebox last night He said it played a sad song, made him cry Went to his truck and got a .45 He shot the jukebox Dropped it with one shot Bubba shot the jukebox last night Now Bubba ain't ever been accused of being mentally stable So we did not draw an easy breath 'til he laid that Colt on the table he hung his head 'til the cops showed up - he dragged him right out of Marge's They told him, 'Don't play dumb with us son, you now damn well what the charge is' Repeat Chorus When the sheriff arrived with his bathrobe on the confrontation was a tense one He shook his head and said, 'Bubba boy, you always was a dense one' Now reckless discharge of a gun - that's what the officers are claimin' Bubba hollered out, 'Reckless, hell! I hit just where I was aimin'' 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 Submitted by - Craig.Rathmell