Step up, buddies and to my song I'll it to you right, but you might sing it wrong A song about a man they called Wood I tell you all, but I wish I could
He stepped in a shop, a rainy day And then he had a quarrel with a clerk, say He pulled out his pistol and struck him fatal And is the way the story goes
Otto, why you run? done dead and gone Otto Wood, why you run the sheriff pulled out that 44 gun?
They spread the news as fast as they The served a warrant on Otto Wood said, Murder in the second degree And the judge passed sentence to the
They put him in the pen, but it no good 'Cause it wouldn't hold a man they call Wood It wasn't long till he slipped outside a gun on the guard, said, "Take me for a ride"
Otto, why you run? Otto's done dead and Wood, why didn't you run When the sheriff out that 44 gun?
The second time they him was away out west In a game, he got shot through the breast They brought him back and when he got They locked him in a dungeon cell
He was a man could not run For he totted a 44 gun He loved the and he hated the law And he didn't take nobody's jaw
Otto, why didn't you Otto's dead and gone Otto Wood, why you run When the sheriff pulled out 44 gun?
He out west and he rambled all around Till he met two sheriffs in a southern They said, "Otto, to the way But we've expecting you every day"
He pulled out his gun and he said "Make a crooked and you both fall dead You better up your car and take me out of town" But a few later he was graveyard bound
Otto, why didn't you Otto's dead and gone Wood, why didn't you run When the pulled out that 44 gun?