Tom: Fm
G
[Verse 1]
G C
We were all down at Margie's bar
G D G
Telling stories if we had one
G C
Someone fired the old jukebox up
G D G
The song sure was a sad one
G C
A teardrop rolled down Bubba's nose
G D G
From the pain the song was inflicting
G C
And all at once he jumped to his feet
G D G
Just like somebody kicked him
[Chorus 1]
G
Bubba shot the jukebox last night
D G
Said it played a sad song it made him cry
G C
Went to his truck and got a forty five
G D G
Bubba shot the jukebox last night
(Modulate to G#)
[Verse 2]
G# C# G# D# G#
Bubba ain't never been accused of being mentality stable
G# C#
So we did not draw an easy breathe
G# D# G#
Until he laid that colt on the table
G# C#
He hung his head till the cops showed up
G# D# G#
They dragged him right out of Margie's
G# C#
Told him "Don't play dumb with us, son"
G# D# G#
"You Know damn well what the charge is."
