Suds In The Bucket - Live from City Winery Nashville

She was in the backyard

Say it was a little past nine

When her prince pulled up

A white pickup truck

Her folks shoulda seen it comin'

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

Starin' out the window

Scratchin' and a rackin' his brains

How could 18 years just up and walk away

Our little pony-tailed girl growed 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 hangin' out on the line

Now don't you wonder what the

Preacher's gonna preach about Sunday morn

Nothin' quite like this has happened here before

Well he must have been a looker

Smooth 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 biddy's in the beauty shop gossip goin' non-stop

Sippin' on pink lemonade

How could 18 years just up and walk away

Our little pony-tailed girl growed 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 hangin' out on the line

Yahoo

She's got her pretty little bare feet hangin' out the window

And they're headin' up to Vegas tonight

How could 18 years just up and walk away

Our little pony-tailed girl growed 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 hangin' out on the line

She left the suds in the bucket

And the clothes hangin' 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