Otto Wood The Bandit - Doc Watson

Step up, buddies, and listen to my song

I’ll sing it to you right, but you may sing it wrong

All about a man named Otto Wood

I can’t tell you all, but I wish I could

He walked in a pawn shop a rainy day

And with the clerk he had a quarrel, they say

Pulled out his pistol and he struck him a blow

And this is the way the story goes

They spread the news as fast as they could

The sheriff served a warrant on Otto Wood

The jury said murder in the second degree

And the judge passed the sentence to the peniteniary

Otto, why didn’t you run?

Otto’s done dead and gone

Otto Wood, why didn’t you run

When the sheriff pulled out his 44 gun?

They put him in the pen, but it done no good

It wouldn’t hold the man they call Otto Wood

It wasn’t very long till he slipped outside

Drawed a gun on the guard, said, «Take me for a ride.»

Second time they caught him was away out west

In the holdup game, he got shot through the breast

They brought him back and when he got well

They locked him down in a dungeon cell

He was a man they could not run

He always carried a 44 gun

He loved the women and he hated the law

And he just wouldn’t take nobody’s jaw

He rambled out west and he rambled all around

He met the sheriff in a southern town

And the sheriff says, «Otto, step this way

'Cause I’ve been expecting you every day.»

He pulled out his gun and then he said

«If you make a crooked move, you both fall dead

Crank up your car and take me out of town.»

And a few minutes later, he was graveyard bound