Now a country boy called Shorty and a
city boy named Dan,
had to prove who could run the fastest
to win miss Lucy s hand.
Now Dan had all the money and he also
had the looks.
But Shorty must have had something, boys,
that can t be found in books.
CHORUS:
Well, Cut across Shorty, Shorty, cut across.
That s what miss Lucy said.
Cut across Shorty, Shorty, cut across..
it s you I wanna wed.
Now, Dan had been in training, a week before
the race.
He made up his mind ol Shorty, would end
in second place.
And Dan with his long legs a-flyin left
Shorty far behind.
And Shorty heard him holler out..
Miss Lucy, you ll soon be mine!
CHORUS:
Well, Cut across Shorty, Shorty, cut across.
That s what miss Lucy said.
Cut across Shorty, Shorty, cut across..
it s you I wanna wed.
But Shorty wasn t worried, there was a smile
upon his face.
He knew that he was a-goin to win,
cause Lucy had fixed the race.
And just like that old story, about the turtle
and the hare.
When Dan crossed over the finish line,
he found Shorty waiting there.
CHORUS:
Well, Cut across Shorty, Shorty, cut across.
That s what miss Lucy said.
Cut across Shorty, Shorty, cut across..
it s you I wanna wed...
OUTRO:
It s you I wanna wed... it s you I wanna wed. (fade.)
