Will Gant - Cuttin' Thru, Cuttin' Thru

Cuttin' thru, cuttin' thru
Don't mind me, I'm just cuttin' thru
Pay no mind to the lines that you keep
I'm gonna go anyway that I please
'Cause all my life I been cuttin' thru
Don't mind me and I won't mind you
But that got me lost till I stumble across
A little dirt road without no mailbox
All of a sudden there come a blue pickup truck
Do a little dance, seems I might be in luck
Went over to the window, I said how's about a ride?
Driver says that's fine, but pay my daughter no mind
Driver he points his thumb to the back
In the bed was a gal about my age, said sir, I can live with that
Climb over the wheel well, I said hello what's your name?
She shot me a look, threw me backwards over the tailgate
That gal kick me out just as soon as I was in
Turns out she do not much care for trespassin' men
Well driver he took off without no goodbye
All but a great big cloud of smoke comin' out his tailpipe
Sat there in the dirt thinkin' I just might maybe
Start payin' more mind to someone other than me
So no more cuttin' thru, you won't find me cuttin' thru
Don't mind me but I best start mindin' you

Written by:
Will Gant

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