Suds In The Bucket - Lyrics - Sara Evans

She was in the backyard, say it was a little past nine When her prince pulled up, a white pickup truck Her folks shoulda seen it comin', it was only just a matter of time Plenty old enough, and you can't stop love She stuck a note on the screen door, "sorry but I got to go" And that was all she wrote, her mama's heart was broke That was all she wrote, so the story goes Now her daddy's in the kitchen starin' out the window Scratchin' and a-rackin' his brain How could eighteen years just up and walk away? Our little ponytailed girl growed up to be a woman Now she's gone in the blink of an eye She left the suds in the bucket and the clothes hangin' out on the line Now don't you wonder what the preacher's gonna preach about Sunday morn' Nothin' quite like this has happened here before Well, he must have been a looker, a smooth-talkin' son of a gun For such a grounded girl to just up and run 'Course you can't fence time, and you can't stop love Now all the biddys in the beauty shop, gossip goin' nonstop Sippin' on pink lemonade How could eighteen years just up and walk away? Our little ponytailed girl growed up to be a woman Now she's gone in the blink of an eye She left the suds in the bucket and the clothes hangin' out on the line She's got her pretty little bare feet hangin' out the window And they're headin' up to Vegas tonight How could eighteen years just up and walk away? Our little ponytailed girl growed up to be a woman Now she's gone in the blink of an eye She left the suds in the bucket and the clothes hangin' out on the line She left the suds in the bucket and the clothes hangin' out on the line She was in the backyard, say it was a little past nine When her prince pulled up, a white pickup truck Plenty old enough, and you can't stop love No, you can't fence time, and you can't stop love