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TABBY CAT MUSIC ARCHIVES
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Transcribed by: asf0@comcast.net Alice Franceschini
Date: July 28, 2004
Album: Restless
Written by: Billy Montana - Tammy Wagoner
SUDS IN THE BUCKET Sara Evans
INTRO: Play 2x (listen to the recording for timing)
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Bb Eb Bb
She was in the backyard - they say it was a little past nine
Eb Eb
When her prince pulled up - a white pickup truck
(listen to recording for number of times and timing
Bass string drone
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Bb Eb Bb
Her folks should'a seen it comin' - it was only just a matter of time
Eb Eb
Plenty old e-nough - and you can't stop love
Bb Eb Bb
She stuck a note on the screen door - "sorry but I've got to go"
Eb Bb
That was all she wrote - her mama's heart was broke
Eb Bb
That was all she wrote - so the story goes
to chorus using 1.)
CHORUS:
Gm F
1.)Now her daddy's in the kitchen - starin' out the window
Eb Bb
1.)Scratchin' and a rackin' his brains
Gm F
2.)Now all the biddy's in the beauty shop gossip goin' non-stop
Eb Bb
2.)Sippin' on pink lemon-ade
Gm F
3.)She's got her pretty little bare feet hangin' out the window
Eb Bb
3.)And they're headin' up to Vegas to-night
Eb F Eb
1.2.3.)How could 18 years just up and walk a-way
Gm F
1.2.3.)Our little pony-tailed girl growed up to be a woman
Eb Bb
1.2.3.)Now she's gone in the blink of an eye
Bb
1.2.3.)She left the suds in the bucket
F Bb Bb F Bb
1.2.3.)And the clothes hangin' out on the line (short lead)
Bb Eb Bb
Now don't you wonder what the preacher's gonna preach about Sunday mornin'
Eb Bb
Nothin' quite like this has happened here be-fore
Bb Eb Bb
Welllllll he must have been a looker - smooth talkin' son of a gun
Eb Bb
For such a grounded girl - to just up and run
Bb Bb
Course you can't fence time - and you can't stop love
to chorus using 2.), to ending
ENDING:
Bb
She left the suds in the bucket
F Bb
And the clothes hangin' out on the line
Bb Eb Bb
She was in the backyard - they say it was a little past nine
Eb Bb
When her prince pulled up - a white pickup truck
Eb Bb
Plenty old e-nough - and you can't stop love
Eb Bb
You know you can't fence time - and you can't stop love-ov-ov-ov-ov-ooo
