Suds In The Bucket

[Refrão]
F#m E D
How could eighteen years just up and walk away,
F#m E
A little pony tailed girl, growed up to be a woman
D A
Now she's gone in the a blink of an eye,
A
She left the suds in the bucket,

[Próxima Parte]
E A - E - A
And the clothes hangin out on the line,
(verse 4)
A D A
Now don't you wonder what the preachers gonna preach about Sunday mornin,
D A
Nothin quit like this, it's happened here before,
(verse 5)
A D A
Well he must've been a looker, a smooth talkin sun-of-a-gun,
D A
For such a grounded girl, to just up and run,
D A
Cause you can't fence time, and you can't stop love,
(chorus)
F#m
Now all the bitty's in the beautyshop,
E D A
Guess I'm going non-stop, sippin on pink lemonade,

[Refrão] (repetir)
[Próxima Parte]
E A
And the clothes hangin out on the line, ye-hoo
(lead chords - A - D - A = 5x's)
(chorus)
F#m
She's got her pretty little bare feet,
E D A
Hangin out the window and their headed up to Vegas tonight,
F#m E D
How could eighteen years just up and walk away,
F#m E
Our little pony tailed girl, growed up to be a woman
D A
Now she's gone in the a blink of an eye,
A
She left the suds in the bucket,
E A
And the clothes hangin out on the line,
(ending verse)
A D A
She was in the backyard say it was a little past nine,
D A
When her prince pulled up, a white pickup truck,
D A
Pleanty old enough, when you can't stop love,
D A
No you can't fence time, and you can't stop love,