Bubba Shot The Jukebox Chords by Mark Chesnutt

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[G] We were all down at Margie's bar, telling stories if we had one.
Someone fired the old jukebox up, the song it sure was a sad one.
Teardrop rolled down Bubba's nose, Bubba's pain the song was inflicting.
All at once he jumped to his feet, just like somebody kicked him.
Bubba shot the jukebox and that [D] night, he said it played a [G] sad song, it made him cry.
Went to his truck and got a [C] .45, _
_ [G] Bubba shot the jukebox and that night. _
_ [Abm] _ [Ab] _ _ _ Bubba ain't never [Db] been accused of [Ab] being mentally stable,
so he did not draw an easy [Ab] breath, till he laid that coke on [Abm] the table.
He hung his head until the cops showed up, [Ab] he tried to ride out of Margie's.
Told him don't you [B] play dumb [Db] with us [Ab] son, you know damn well what the charge is.
Bubba shot the jukebox and that night, he said it played a sad song, it made him cry.
Went to his truck and got a [Db] .45,
_ _ he shot the jukebox and that night.
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[A] When the sheriff arrived with his bathrobe on, the confrontation was a tense one.
He shook his head and said Bubba boy, you was always a dense one.
A reckless discharge of a gun, that's what the officers are claiming.
Bubba hollered out a reckless hail, I hit just where [E] I was [A] aiming.
Bubba shot the jukebox and that night, he [E] said it played a sad song, it made him cry.
Went to his truck and got a [D] .45, _
_ [A] he shot the [D] jukebox, [A] stopped it with one [D] shot.
[A] Bubba shot the jukebox and that [Am] night, _
[A] [D] he could not tell [N] right from wrong. _ _ _
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