Luyện nghe bài hát Bubba Shot The Jukebox

We were all down at bar
stories if we had one
Someone fired the old up
The it sure was a sad one

A rolled down Bubba's nose
the pain the song was inflicting
And all at once he jumped to his
Just like somebody him

Bubba shot the box last night
Said it a sad song, it made him cry
to his truck and got a forty five
Bubba shot the juke box night

Bubba ain't never accused
Of bein' mentally
So we did not an easy breathe
Until he that Colt on the table

He hung his till the cops showed up
They dragged him out of Margie's
Told him, "Don't you play dumb us, son
You know well what the charge is"

Bubba shot the box last night
Said it a sad song, it made him cry
Went to his truck and got a five
Well, he shot the juke box last

Well, the Sheriff arrived his bathrobe on
The confrontation was a one
his head and said, "Bubba Boy
You was a dense one"

"Reckless of a gun"
That's what the are claimin'
Bubba hollered out, "Reckless,
I hit where I was aiming"

Bubba shot the box last night
it played a sad song, it made him cry
Went to his truck and got a forty
Well, he shot the juke box, stopped it one shot
Bubba shot the jukebox last

Well, he could not tell from wrong
Through the tear drops in his
Beyond a of a doubt
It was a homicide

Bubba shot the juke box, stopped it one shot
shot the jukebox last night