Mo Zowayed

The Tale of Little Otis

 

Wake up, tell the neighbors

Something awful has come here to find us and

oh you gotta run, you gotta run hard

 

So he woke up, poor little Otis

Sleep in his eyes, and a longing for breakfast

But no, What mama say you best do fast

 

Oh, I hear the words, that were spoken last

 

In his brown coat, he ran down the road

He found ol' Tom, n told him everything he knows

And so, they ran together to the sheriff's door

 

Oh sheriff please, cried little Otis

You must believe me, my family's in a crisis

And though I'm young my pleas you can't ignore

 

Oh, that's all I know

 

The sheriff grabbed his three best badges

they hit the town like Jesse James and his bandits

oh, I'll die before I see this town abandoned

 

The boys rolled in, guns a-blazin'

A fire fight left them all in a haze and ol' tom

Started to play his ol' guitar

 

And oh, I'll kill em all for what they've done

 

So go now, I'll spend the rest of my days in this town

Boy you best believe, waiting for you, oh for you

what a life, what a life, what a life

 

The sherrif's gun he grabbed and weilded

He shot em down the remainder of the gang

And little Otis cheered and sang

 

The town folk drank the night away

They chanted oh we chased out the gang

And they danced, to a mariachi band

 

Oh brave little O, go home

 

So go now, I'll spend the rest of my days in this town

Boy you best believe, waiting for you, oh for you

what a life, what a life, what a life

 

Mama woke up, said oh my dear

You were so brave, to my eyes you bring tears

And little Otis, just wagged his tail as fell asleep