Luyện nghe bài hát Suds In The Bucket

She was in the back
Say it was a little nine
her prince pulled up
A white truck
Her shoulda seen it comin'
It was only just a matter of
Plenty old
And you can't stop
She stuck a note on the door
but I got to go
And was all she wrote
Her Mama's was broke
And that was all she
And so the story

Now her Daddy's in the
Starin' out the
Scratchin' and a rackin' his
How can eighteen years up and walk away
Our little pony girl
Growed up to be a
Now she's in the blink of an eye
She left the in the bucket
And the clothes out on the line

Now you wonder what the preacher's
Gonna about Sunday morn'
Nothing quite this
Has here before
Well he of been looker
A smooth son of a gun
For a grounded girl
To up and run
Of course you can't fence
And you can't love

Now all the biddies in the shop
Gossip goin'
on pink lemonade
How could eighteen years just up and away
Our little pony tailed
up to be a woman
Now gone in the blink of an eye
She left the in the bucket
And the hangin' out on the line

Yee Hoo

got her pretty little bare feet
Hangin' out the
And they're headed up to tonight
How could 18 years just up and walk
Our little pony tailed
Growed up to be a
Now she's gone in the of an eye
She the suds in the bucket
And the clothes out on the line
She the suds in the bucket
And the clothes out on the line

She was in the
Say it was a past nine
When her pulled up
A white pick-up
Plenty old
And you stop love
And no you can't time
And you can't love