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Sara Evans - Suds In The Bucket
Printable Version
From "Restless" (2003)
Tab By: palamin0@countrytabs.com
Capo: 3rd Fret
INTRO: [G]
[G]She was in the backyard [C]say it was a little past [G]nine
When her prince pulled [C]up, a white pickup [G]truck
[G]Her folks should've seen [C]it comming it was just a [G]matter of time
Pleanty old e[C]nough, when you can't stop [G]love
[G]She stuck a not on the screen door, [C]sorry but I got to [G]go
That was all she [C]wrote, her momma's heart was [G]broke
That was all she [C]wrote, so the story [G]goes
CHORUS #1:
Now her [Em]daddy's in the kitchen,
[D]Starin out the window [C]scratchin and rackin his [G]brains
How could [Em]eighteen years just [D]up and walk a[C]way
A little [Em]pony tailed girl, growed [D]up to be a woman
Now she's [C]gone in the a blink of an [G]eye
She left the [G]suds in the bucket
And the [D]clothes hangin out on the [G]line [D] [G]
[G]Now don't you wonder what the preachers gonna [C]preach about Sunday [G]mornin
Nothin quit like [C]this, it's happened here be[G]fore
Well he [G]must've been a looker, a [C]smooth talkin sun-of-a-[G]gun
For such a grounded [C]girl, to just up and [G]run
Cause you can't fence [C]time, and you can't stop [G]love
CHORUS #2:
Now all the [Em]bitty's in the beautyshop,
[D]Guess I'm going non-stop, [C]sippin on pink lemo[G]nade
How could [Em]eighteen years just [D]up and walk a[C]way
A little [Em]pony tailed girl, growed [D]up to be a woman
Now she's [C]gone in the a blink of an [G]eye
She left the [G]suds in the bucket,
And the [D]clothes hangin out on the [G]line, ye-hoo
INSTRUMENTAL: [G] [D] [G] [G] (x5)
CHORUS #3:
She's got her [Em]pretty little bare feet
[D]Hangin out the window and their [C]headed up to Vegas to[G]night
How could [Em]eighteen years just [D]up and walk a[C]way
Our little [Em]pony tailed girl, growed [D]up to be a woman
Now she's [C]gone in the a blink of an [G]eye
She left the [G]suds in the bucket,
And the [D]clothes hangin out on the [G]line
[G]She was in the backyard [C]say it was a little past [G]nine
When her prince pulled [C]up, a white pickup [G]truck
Pleanty old e[C]nough, when you can't stop [G]love
No you can't fence [C]time, and you can't stop [G]love |
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