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Text: Faces. Cut Across Shorty.

Now a country boy named Shorty
And a city boy named Dan
Had to prove who could run the fastest
To wed Miss Lucy's hand

Now Dan had all the money
And he also had the looks
But Shorty must've had that something, boys
That can't be found in books

"Cut across Shorty, Shorty cut across"
That's what Miss Lucy said
"Cut across Shorty, Shorty cut across
You know it's you that I wanna wed"

Wait a minute, now Dan had been in training
About a week before the race
He made up his mind, old Shorty
Would end in second place

You know Dan with his long legs flying
He left Shorty far behind
Shorty heard him holler out
"Miss Lucy, that you'll soon be mine"

"Cut across Shorty, Shorty cut across"
That's what Miss Lucy said
"Cut across Shorty, Shorty cut across
You know it's you that I wanna wed"

But Shorty wasn't worried
There was a smile upon his face
'Cause old Lucy had fixed the race

And just like that old story
About the turtle and the hare
You know that thing
When Dan crossed over the finish line
He found Shorty waiting there

"Cut across Shorty, Shorty cut across"
That's what Miss Lucy said
"Won't you cut across Shorty, Shorty cut across
You know it's you that I wanna wed"

It's you that I wanna wed, no, no
And, oh Lord, it's you I wanna wed