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