When a country boy called Shorty,
and the city boy named Dan,
Had to prove who could run the fastest,
Now Dan had all the money,
and he also had the looks,
But Shorty must have something,
boys, that can't be found in books.
And when a cat across Shorty,
that's what Miss Lucy said.
Catacombs, surely, surely,
Now that I've been in training
He made up his mind, oh surely
Who'd end in second place
And then with his long drape of flying
And surely heard him holler
I'll miss you, you'll soon be mine
And when the cataclysm shone,
that's what Miss Lucy said
Cataclysm shone, it sure did cataclysm,
But surely he wasn't worried,
there was a smile up on his face
He knew that he wasn't going to win,
cause Lucy had fixed the race
And just like that old story,
about the turtle and the hare
Wearing them crocs over the finest line
If I'm truly weddin' there
When I cut across, short and short,
That's what Miss Lucy said
Cut across, short and short, I cut across
