Bubba Shot The Jukebox Chords by Mark Chesnutt
Tempo:
79.4 bpm
Chords used:
A
D
Ab
Db
G
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Gm]
[F] [Gm]
[G] We were all down at Margie's bar, telling stories if we had one.
Someone fired the old [C] jukebox [G] up, the song it sure was a sad one.
Teardrop rolled down Bubba's nose, Bubba's pained, the song was inflicting.
And all at once he jumped to his feet, just like somebody kicked him.
Bubba shot the jukebox, and last [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 [D] jukebox, [Bb] last night.
[G] [Fm] [Abm] [Ab] [Ab]
Bubba ain't never [Db] been [Ab] accused of being mentally stable.
So we did not [Abm] draw an [Db] easy breath, [Ab] till he laid that coke on the [Abm] table.
He hung his head until the cops [Db] showed up, [Ab] he tried to ride out of Margie's.
Told him don't you play [Db] dumb with [Ab] us son, you know damn well what the charge is.
Bubba shot the jukebox, last [Eb] night, said it played a sad [Ab] song.
It made him cry, went to his truck and [Db] got a 45.
[Ab] He shot [Ebm] the jukebox, last [Abm] night.
[Ab] [Am] [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 [D] reckless [A] hail, I hit just where I was aiming.
Bubba shot the jukebox, last night, [E] said it [A] played a sad song.
It made him cry, went to his truck and got [D] a 45.
[A] He shot the [D]
jukebox, [A] stopped it with [D] one shot.
[A] Bubba shot the jukebox, [Em] last [Am] night.
[A] [D] He could not [A] tell right from wrong, through [E] the [A] teardrops in his [D] eyes.
Beyond the [A] shadow of a [E] doubt, it was a justifiable homicide.
[Am] [A]
[E] [A] [Am] [A] [D]
[D] [A] Bubba shot [D] the jukebox, [A] stopped it with [D] one shot.
[A] Bubba shot the [E] jukebox, [Am] last night.
[Bb] [Db] [Bb]
[N]
[F] [Gm]
[G] We were all down at Margie's bar, telling stories if we had one.
Someone fired the old [C] jukebox [G] up, the song it sure was a sad one.
Teardrop rolled down Bubba's nose, Bubba's pained, the song was inflicting.
And all at once he jumped to his feet, just like somebody kicked him.
Bubba shot the jukebox, and last [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 [D] jukebox, [Bb] last night.
[G] [Fm] [Abm] [Ab] [Ab]
Bubba ain't never [Db] been [Ab] accused of being mentally stable.
So we did not [Abm] draw an [Db] easy breath, [Ab] till he laid that coke on the [Abm] table.
He hung his head until the cops [Db] showed up, [Ab] he tried to ride out of Margie's.
Told him don't you play [Db] dumb with [Ab] us son, you know damn well what the charge is.
Bubba shot the jukebox, last [Eb] night, said it played a sad [Ab] song.
It made him cry, went to his truck and [Db] got a 45.
[Ab] He shot [Ebm] the jukebox, last [Abm] night.
[Ab] [Am] [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 [D] reckless [A] hail, I hit just where I was aiming.
Bubba shot the jukebox, last night, [E] said it [A] played a sad song.
It made him cry, went to his truck and got [D] a 45.
[A] He shot the [D]
jukebox, [A] stopped it with [D] one shot.
[A] Bubba shot the jukebox, [Em] last [Am] night.
[A] [D] He could not [A] tell right from wrong, through [E] the [A] teardrops in his [D] eyes.
Beyond the [A] shadow of a [E] doubt, it was a justifiable homicide.
[Am] [A]
[E] [A] [Am] [A] [D]
[D] [A] Bubba shot [D] the jukebox, [A] stopped it with [D] one shot.
[A] Bubba shot the [E] jukebox, [Am] last night.
[Bb] [Db] [Bb]
[N]
Key:
A
D
Ab
Db
G
A
D
Ab
_ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F] _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] We were all down at Margie's bar, telling stories if we had one.
Someone fired the old [C] jukebox [G] up, the song it sure was a sad one.
Teardrop rolled down Bubba's nose, Bubba's pained, the song was inflicting.
And all at once he jumped to his feet, just like somebody kicked him.
Bubba shot the jukebox, and last [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 [D] jukebox, [Bb] last night.
[G] _ [Fm] _ [Abm] _ _ [Ab] _ [Ab] _
Bubba ain't never [Db] been [Ab] accused of being mentally stable.
So we did not [Abm] draw an [Db] easy breath, [Ab] till he laid that coke on the [Abm] table.
He hung his head until the cops [Db] showed up, [Ab] he tried to ride out of Margie's.
Told him don't you play [Db] dumb with [Ab] us son, you know damn well what the charge is.
Bubba shot the jukebox, last [Eb] night, said it played a sad [Ab] song.
It made him cry, went to his truck and [Db] got a 45.
_ _ [Ab] He shot [Ebm] the jukebox, last [Abm] night.
_ [Ab] _ [Am] _ _ _ [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 [D] reckless [A] hail, I hit just where I was aiming.
Bubba shot the jukebox, last night, [E] said it [A] played a sad song.
It made him cry, went to his truck and got [D] a 45.
_ [A] He shot the [D]
jukebox, [A] stopped it with [D] one shot.
[A] Bubba shot the jukebox, [Em] last [Am] night.
_ [A] [D] He could not [A] tell right from wrong, through [E] the [A] teardrops in his [D] eyes.
Beyond the [A] shadow of a [E] doubt, it was a justifiable homicide.
[Am] _ _ [A] _ _ _
[E] _ [A] _ _ _ [Am] _ [A] _ [D] _ _
[D] _ [A] Bubba shot [D] the jukebox, [A] stopped it with [D] one shot.
[A] Bubba shot the [E] jukebox, [Am] last night. _ _
[Bb] _ _ [Db] _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
[F] _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] We were all down at Margie's bar, telling stories if we had one.
Someone fired the old [C] jukebox [G] up, the song it sure was a sad one.
Teardrop rolled down Bubba's nose, Bubba's pained, the song was inflicting.
And all at once he jumped to his feet, just like somebody kicked him.
Bubba shot the jukebox, and last [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 [D] jukebox, [Bb] last night.
[G] _ [Fm] _ [Abm] _ _ [Ab] _ [Ab] _
Bubba ain't never [Db] been [Ab] accused of being mentally stable.
So we did not [Abm] draw an [Db] easy breath, [Ab] till he laid that coke on the [Abm] table.
He hung his head until the cops [Db] showed up, [Ab] he tried to ride out of Margie's.
Told him don't you play [Db] dumb with [Ab] us son, you know damn well what the charge is.
Bubba shot the jukebox, last [Eb] night, said it played a sad [Ab] song.
It made him cry, went to his truck and [Db] got a 45.
_ _ [Ab] He shot [Ebm] the jukebox, last [Abm] night.
_ [Ab] _ [Am] _ _ _ [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 [D] reckless [A] hail, I hit just where I was aiming.
Bubba shot the jukebox, last night, [E] said it [A] played a sad song.
It made him cry, went to his truck and got [D] a 45.
_ [A] He shot the [D]
jukebox, [A] stopped it with [D] one shot.
[A] Bubba shot the jukebox, [Em] last [Am] night.
_ [A] [D] He could not [A] tell right from wrong, through [E] the [A] teardrops in his [D] eyes.
Beyond the [A] shadow of a [E] doubt, it was a justifiable homicide.
[Am] _ _ [A] _ _ _
[E] _ [A] _ _ _ [Am] _ [A] _ [D] _ _
[D] _ [A] Bubba shot [D] the jukebox, [A] stopped it with [D] one shot.
[A] Bubba shot the [E] jukebox, [Am] last night. _ _
[Bb] _ _ [Db] _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
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