Step up, and listen to my song sing it to you right, but you might sing it wrong A song about a man called Otto Wood I can't you all, but I wish I could
He stepped in a shop, a rainy day And then he had a with a clerk, they say He pulled out his pistol and him fatal blows And is the way the story goes
Otto, why didn't you Otto's done and gone Otto Wood, why you run When the sheriff pulled out 44 gun?
They spread the news as fast as could The sheriff served a on Otto 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 wouldn't hold a man they call Wood It wasn't very long till he slipped a gun on the guard, said, "Take me for a ride"
Otto, why didn't you Otto's done and gone Wood, why didn't you run When the sheriff out that 44 gun?
The second time they caught him was away out In a game, he got shot through the breast They brought him and when he got well They locked him down in a dungeon
He was a man could not run For he totted a 44 gun He loved the women and he the law And he didn't take nobody's jaw
Otto, why you run? Otto's done dead and Wood, why didn't you run When the pulled out that 44 gun?
He rambled out and he rambled all around Till he met two in a southern town They said, "Otto, to the way But we've expecting you every day"
He out his gun and then he said "Make a move and you both fall dead You better crank up car and take me out of town" But a few minutes later he was bound
Otto, why didn't you Otto's done dead and Otto Wood, why you run the sheriff pulled out that 44 gun?