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Cart Path Only 1 by Jake

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Cart Path Only 1 by Jake - country,male vocals music cover art

Cart Path Only 1

country,male vocals

0:003:11
Lyrics
Description
(Verse 1)
Sun's burnin' low, sweat drippin' on my brow,
Four wheels spinnin', can't believe we’re here somehow.
Boys yellin' loud, beers clinkin’ in the heat,
That cart’s our wild stallion, runnin’ off the beaten street.
(Pre-Chorus)
That "Cart Path Only" sign’s just a faded line,
We’re chasin' sunsets, losin' track of time.
Laughin' like fools, but the wind’s whisperin’ truth,
Every reckless thrill’s got a price in the booth.
(Chorus)
Cart path only, but we’re ridin’ the rough,
Drunk drivin’ that golf cart, pushin’ one too much.
The grass beneath us bends, but the night’s still young,
In the glow of the twilight, the damage is unsung.
(Verse 2)
Tires skiddin' sideways, dirt flyin' high,
Jokes and memories tangled under the open sky.
That old oak’s laughin’, branches reachin’ out,
But the shadows grow longer, and doubt starts to shout.
(Pre-Chorus)
That "Cart Path Only" sign’s just a faded line,
We’re chasin' sunsets, losin' track of time.
Laughin' like fools, but the wind’s whisperin’ truth,
Every reckless thrill’s got a price in the booth.
(Chorus)
Cart path only, but we’re ridin’ the rough,
Drunk drivin’ that golf cart, pushin’ one too much.
The grass beneath us bends, but the night’s still young,
In the glow of the twilight, the damage is unsung.
(Bridge)
Headlights flash in the distance, sirens callin’ near,
The laughter fades to silence, replaced by creeping fear.
One wrong turn, one missed sign, and it all spins around,
The night’s not just a story — it’s a lesson hard and sound.
(Chorus - Modified)
Cart path only, but we crossed the line,
Drunk drivin’ that golf cart, now we pay the time.
The grass is torn, the night is scarred,
And every wild ride leaves a mark on the heart.
(Outro)
So here’s to the boys, and the nights we can’t forget,
To the thrills and spills, and the fears we met.
Cart path only, but sometimes we stray,
Here’s to learnin’ slow, from the fast and foolish ways.