Suds in the Bucket

She was in the backyard say it was a little past nine
When her prince pulled up, white pickup truck
Her folks should've seen it comin' it was only just a matter of time
Plenty old enough and you can stop love
She stuck a note on the screen door, 'Sorry but I got to go.'
That was all she wrote, her mommma's heart was broke
That was all she wrote, and so the story goes
Sara Evans
Now her daddy's in the kitchen staring out the window, scratchin' and rackin' his brain
How could eighteen years just up and walk away
Our little ponytail 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 hanging out on the line
Don't you wonder what the preacher's gonna preach about Sunday morning
Nothing quite like this has happened here before
Well he must've been a looker, a smoot-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
Sippin on pink lemonade
How could eighteen years just up and walk away
Our little ponytail 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 hanging out on the line
She's got her pretty little bare feet hanging out the window and they 're headed up to Vegas tonight
How could eighteen years just up and walk away
Our little ponytail 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 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, 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.