Lyrics Suds in the Bucket - Sara Evans

She was in the backyard, say it was a little past nine
When her prince pulled up a white pickup truck
Her folks should've seen it coming, 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, so the story goes

Now her daddy's in the kitchen, staring out the window
Scratching and a racking his brains
How could 18 years just up and walk away?
Our little pony-tailed 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

Now don't you wonder what the preacher's gonna preach about Sunday morn'?
Nothing quite like this has happened here before
Well, he must have been a looker, smooth talking son of a gun
For such a grounded girl to just up and run
'Cause you can't fence time, and you can't stop love

Now all the biddy's in the beauty shop gossip going non-stop
Sipping on pink lemonade
How could 18 years just up and walk away?
Our little pony-tailed 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
Yoo-hoo!

She's got her pretty little bare feet hanging out the window
And they're heading up to Vegas tonight
How could 18 years just up and walk away?
Our little pony-tailed 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 a white pickup truck
Plenty old enough and you can't stop love
And no, you can't fence time, and you can't stop love