Suds In The Bucket - Sara Evans [Intro] [C] Verse 1: [C]She was in the backyard [F]say it was a little past [C]nine, When her prince pulled [F]up, a [G]white pickup [C]truck. [C]Her folks should've seen it coming it was [F]only just a matter of [C]time. Plenty old e-[F]nough, [G]and you can't stop [C]love. [C]She stuck a note on the screen door, [F]sorry but I got to [C]go, And that was all she [F]wrote, [G]her momma's heart was [C]broke, And that was all she [F]wrote, [G]so the story [C]goes... |[Chorus] |Now her d[Am]addy's in the kitchen, |[G]Starin' out the window, [F]scratchin' and rackin' his [C]brains |"How could [Am]eighteen years just[G] up and walk a[F]-way?" |Our little [Am]pony-tailed girl, growed[G] up to be a woman, |Now she's [F]gone in the blink of an [C]eye. |She left the [C]suds in the bucket, |And the [G]clothes hangin out on the [C]line[G],[C] Verse 2: [C]Now don't you wonder what the preacher's gonna [F]preach about Sunday [C]morn?, Nothin' quite like [F]this, [G]has happened here be-[C]fore. Well he must've been a looker, a [F]smooth-talkin' son-of-a-[C]gun, For such a grounded g[F]irl, [G]to just up and [C]run. 'Course you can't fence [F]time, [G]and you can't stop [C]love. [Chorus] Now all the [Am]bitties in the beauty shop, [G]Gossip going non-stop, [F]sippin' on pink lemon-[C]ade "How could [Am]eighteen years just[G] up and walk a[F]-way?" Our little [Am]pony-tailed girl, growed[G] up to be a woman, Now she's [F]gone in the blink of an [C]eye. She left the [C]suds in the bucket, And the [G]clothes hangin' out on the [C]line, ye-hoo! Instrumental: [C] [C] [C] [C] [F] [F] [F] [F] [C] [C] [C] [C] [C] [C] [C] [C] [F] [F] [F] [G] [G] [G] [G] [C] |[Chorus] |She's got her [Am]pretty little bare feet, |[G]Hangin' out the window and their [F]headed up to Vegas to-[C]night |"How could [Am]eighteen years just[G] up and walk a[F]-way?" |Our little [Am]pony-tailed girl, growed[G] up to be a woman, |Now she's [F]gone in the blink of an ey[C]e. |She left the [C]suds in the bucket, |And the [G]clothes hangin' out on the [C]line. [Outro] She left the [C]suds in the bucket, And the [G]clothes hangin' out on the [C]line, [C]She was in the backyard [F]say it was a little past [C]nine, When her prince pulled [F]up, a [G]white pickup [C]truck, Plenty old e-[F]nough, [G]and you can't stop [C]love, No you can't fence [F]time, [G]and you can't stop [C]looooove!