Suds in the Bucket

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