Step up, and listen to my song I'll sing it to you right, but you might it wrong A about a man they called Otto 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 blows And is the way the story goes
Otto, why you run? Otto's done dead and Wood, why didn't you run When the pulled out that 44 gun?
They spread the news as fast as could The sheriff a warrant on Otto Wood Jury said, Murder in the second And the judge passed to the penitentiary
put him in the pen, but it done no good 'Cause it wouldn't a man they call Otto Wood It wasn't very till he slipped outside a gun on the guard, said, "Take me for a ride"
Otto, why you run? Otto's done and gone Wood, why didn't you run When the pulled out that 44 gun?
The second time they caught him was out west In a holdup game, he got through the breast They brought him back and he got well They him down in a dungeon cell
He was a man could not run For he always a 44 gun He loved the women and he the law And he just didn't take jaw
Otto, why you run? done dead and gone Otto Wood, why you run When the sheriff out that 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 been you every day"
He pulled out his gun and then he "Make a crooked and you both fall dead You crank up your car and take me out of town" But a few minutes he was graveyard bound
Otto, why you run? Otto's done dead and Wood, why didn't you run When the sheriff pulled out 44 gun?