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Home> Wedding Songs> Prelude Songs> Suds in the bucket

Suds in the bucket

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by Sara Evans
Album: Suds In The Bucket
Genre: Country

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She was in the backyard, say it was a little past nine When her prince pulled up, a white pickup truck Her folks should of 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" That was all she wrote, her mama's heart was broke That was all she wrote, so the story goes (Chorus) Now her daddy's in the kitchen starin' out the window, scratchin' and a rackin' his brains How could 18 years just up'n and walk away? Our little pony-tail girl grown 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 mornin' Nothing 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 (2nd Chorus) Now all the biddies in the beauty shop gossip goin' non stop Sippin on pink lemonade How could 18 years just up'n and walk away? Our little pony-tail girl grown 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 YEEEHOO! (3rd chorus) She's got her pretty little bare feet hangin' out the window And they're headin up to Vegas tonight How could 18 years just up'n walk away? Our little pony-tail girl grown 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 pick up truck Plenty old enough, and you can't stop love No you can't fence time, and you can't stop love--- Submitted by Anonymous

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