Suds In the Bucket

She was in the backyard

Say it was a little past nine

When her prince pulled up

A white pick-up truck

Her folks shoulda 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

Or so the story goes

Now, her daddy's in the kitchen

Staring out the window

Scratching and a-racking his brains

How could eighteen years just up and walk away?

Our little pony-tailed girl

Grown up to be a woman

Now, she's gone in a 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 must have been a looker

A smooth talking 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 going non-stop

Sipping on pink lemonade

How could eighteen years just up and walk away?

Our little pony-tailed girl

Grown up to be a woman

Now, she's gone in a blink of an eye

She left the suds in the bucket

And the clothes hangin' out on the line

Yee-hoo!

She's got her pretty little bare feet

Hanging out the window

And they're heading up to Vegas tonight

How could eighteen years just up and walk away?

Our little pony-tailed girl

Grown up to be a woman

Now, she's gone in a 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