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 [Am] daddy'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 [F] girl, [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 [C] eye.
|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!
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-Fnough, 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 Am daddy'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 aF-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-Cfore.
Well he must've been a looker, a F smooth-talkin' son-of-a-Cgun,
For such a grounded F girl, 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-Cade
"How could Am eighteen years just G up and walk aF-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-Cnight
"How could Am eighteen years just G up and walk aF-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.
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-Fnough, G and you can't stop C love,
No you can't fence F time, G and you can't stop C looooove!