| Now a country boy named shorty
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| And a city boy named dan
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| Had to prove who could run the fastest
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| To wed miss lucy’s hand
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| Now dan had all the money
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| And he also had the looks
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| But shorty musta had that something boys
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| That can’t be found in books
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| Cut across shorty, shorty, cut across
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| That’s what miss lucy said
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| Cut across shorty, shorty, cut across
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| You know it’s you that i wanna wed
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| Wait a minute
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| Now dan had been in training
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| About a week before the race
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| He made up his mind old shorty
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| Would end in second place
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| You know dan with his long legs flying
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| He left shorty far behind
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| Shorty heard him holler out
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| Miss lucy that you’ll soon be mine
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| Cut across shorty … but shorty wasn’t worried
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| There was a smile upon his face
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| 'cause old lucy had fixed the race
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| And just like that old story
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| About the turtle and the hare
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| You know that thing
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| When danny crossed over the finish line
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| He found shorty waiting there
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| Cut across shorty …
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| It’s you that i wanna wed, no no And oh lord it’s you i wanna wed
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| It’s you that i wanna wed |