Step up, and listen to my song I'll it to you right, but you might sing it wrong A song about a man they called Otto 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 out his pistol and struck him fatal blows And this is the way the story
Otto, why didn't you Otto's done and gone Otto Wood, why you run the sheriff pulled out that 44 gun?
They spread the news as as they could The sheriff served a warrant on Wood said, Murder in the second degree And the judge passed to the penitentiary
They put him in the pen, but it no good 'Cause it wouldn't hold a man 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? done dead and gone Otto Wood, why you run When the sheriff pulled out that 44
The second time they caught him was 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 always a 44 gun He loved the women and he the law And he just take nobody's jaw
Otto, why you run? done dead and gone Otto Wood, why you run When the sheriff pulled out that 44
He rambled out and he rambled all around he met two sheriffs in a southern town They said, "Otto, to the way But we've been expecting you day"
He out his gun and then he said "Make a crooked move and you both dead You better crank up car and take me out of town" But a few later he was graveyard bound
Otto, why you run? Otto's done and gone Wood, why didn't you run When the sheriff pulled out that 44