Doc Watson — Otto Wood the Bandit

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