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Sara Evans - Suds In the Bucket


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Sara Evans - Suds in the bucket

  ---(capo 1st fret)---


Intro - A


(verse 1)
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,


(verse 2)
A                        D                        A
Her folks should've seen it comming it was just a matter of time,
              D                           A
Pleanty old enough, when you can't stop love,


(verse 3)
A                                    D                 A
She stuck a not on the screen door, sorry but I got to go,
                   D                           A
That was all she wrote, her momma's heart was broke,
                   D                   A
That was all she wrote, so the story goes,



(chorus)
         F#m
Now her daddy's in the kitchen, 
E                        D                       A
Starin out the window scratchin and rackin his brains,
            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, 
          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,
            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, 
          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,



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