Step up, and listen to my song I'll sing it to you right, but you might sing it A song about a man they called Wood I can't you all, but I wish I could
He stepped in a pawn shop, a day And he had a quarrel with a clerk, they say He pulled out his pistol and him fatal blows And this is the way the story
Otto, why didn't you done dead and gone Otto Wood, why you run the sheriff pulled out that 44 gun?
They spread the as fast as they could The sheriff served a on Otto Wood Jury said, in the second degree And the judge sentence 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 didn't you Otto's dead and gone Otto Wood, why you run the sheriff pulled 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 he got well They locked him down in a dungeon
He was a man that not run For he totted a 44 gun He the women and he hated the law And he just didn't take jaw
Otto, why didn't you done dead and gone Otto Wood, why you run When the pulled out that 44 gun?
He rambled out west and he rambled all Till he met two in a southern town They said, "Otto, to the way But we've been you every 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 minutes later he was graveyard
Otto, why didn't you Otto's done dead and Wood, why didn't you run When the pulled out that 44 gun?