G c G
she was in the backyard say it was a little past nine
G c
when her prince pulled up
G
a white pickup truck
her folks should have seen it comin'
c G
it was only just a matter of time
c
plenty old enough
G
and you cant stop love
c G
she stuck a note on the screen door "sorry but i got to go"
c G
that was all she wrote her mama's heart was broke
c G
and that was all she wrote and so the story goes
Em D
now her daddys in the kitchen starin' out the window
c G
scratchin and a rackin at his braids
Em c
how could eighteen years just get up and walk away
Em D
our little ponytailed girl grown up to be a woman
c G
now shes gone in the blink of an eye
D G
she left the suds in the bucket and the clothes hangin out on a line
G c G
now dont you wonder what the preachers gonna preach about sunday morn
c G
nothin' quite like this has happened here before
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c G
well he must have been a looker smooth talkin son of a gun
c G
for such a grounded girl just up and run
c G
course you cant fence time and you cant stop love
G D
Now all the biddy's in the beaty shop gossip goin' nonstop
c G
sippin on pink lemonade
Em D c
how could eighteen years just up and walk away
Em D
Our little pony-tailed girl growed up to be a woman
c G
Now she's gone in the blink of an eye
G
She left the suds in the bucket
D G
And the clothes hangin' out on the line
Em D
She's got her pretty little bare feet hangin' out the window
c G
And they're headin' up to Vegas tonight
D
How could 18 years just get up and walk away
Em D
Our little pony-tailed girl grown up to be a woman
c G
Now she's gone in the blink of an eye
G
She left the suds in the bucket
D G
And the clothes hangin' out on the line
