Suds In The Bucket (Made Popular By Sara Evans) [Vocal Version]

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
And that was all she wrote
Or so the story goes

Now her daddy's in the kitchen
Staring 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 hanging out on the line

Now don't you wonder
What the preacher's gonna preach about Sunday morning
Nothing quite like this
Has happened here before
Well, he musta 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 biddies in the beauty shop gossip
Goin' non-stop, 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 hanging out on the line

She's got her pretty little bare feet
Hangin' out the window
And they're headed 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 hanging out on the line
She left the suds in the bucket
And the clothes hanging 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