Step up, and listen to my song I'll sing it to you right, but you might it wrong A song about a man called Otto Wood I can't tell you all, but I wish I
He in a pawn shop, a rainy day And he had a quarrel with a clerk, they say He pulled out his pistol and struck him blows And is the way the story goes
Otto, why you run? Otto's dead and gone Wood, why didn't you run When the pulled out that 44 gun?
They spread the news as fast as they The sheriff a warrant on Otto Wood said, Murder in the second degree And the judge passed to the penitentiary
put him in the pen, but it done no good 'Cause it hold 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 Otto Wood, why you run When the sheriff pulled out that 44
The time they caught him was away out west In a holdup game, he got through the breast They brought him and when he got well They locked him 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 nobody's jaw
Otto, why you run? done dead and gone Otto Wood, why you run the sheriff pulled out that 44 gun?
He rambled out west and he all around he met two sheriffs in a southern town They said, "Otto, to the way But we've been you every day"
He pulled out his gun and then he "Make a crooked move and you both dead You crank up your car and take me out of town" But a few minutes later he was bound
Otto, why didn't you Otto's done and gone Otto Wood, why you run When the pulled out that 44 gun?