Luyện nghe bài hát Suds In The Bucket

She was in the back
Say it was a little nine
When her pulled up
A pick-up truck
Her folks shoulda it comin'
It was only just a matter of
Plenty old
And you stop love
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 goes

Now her in the kitchen
out the window
Scratchin' and a rackin' his
How can eighteen just up and walk away
Our little pony tailed
Growed up to be a
Now she's in the blink of an eye
She the suds in the bucket
And the clothes out on the line

Now don't you what the preacher's
preach about Sunday morn'
Nothing like this
Has here before
Well he must of looker
A smooth son of a gun
For such a girl
To up and run
Of you can't fence time
And you stop love

Now all the biddies in the beauty
Gossip non-stop
on pink lemonade
How could eighteen years just up and walk
Our pony tailed girl
Growed up to be a
Now gone in the blink of an eye
She the suds in the bucket
And the hangin' out on the line

Yee Hoo

She's got her little bare feet
out the window
And headed up to Vegas tonight
How 18 years just up and walk away
Our little pony girl
Growed up to be a
Now she's gone in the of an eye
She the suds in the bucket
And the hangin' out on the line
She left the suds in the
And the clothes hangin' out on the

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