Abel Ganz - Hustler II. lyrics

We followed the hustler's trail But he gave us the slip-he wasn't there. We pushed him hard over hill and dale But he would vanish like mist in the morning air. The one time that we cornered him His gun blazed loud and long But when we finally jumped the boulder where he hid. We found that he'd long gone. We tracked him down to another town But not before two more had died. From a bar room brawl with his back to the wall He'd managed to slip outside. A defiant note was left for us Pinned to the sheriff's door It said "follow me now, but I think somehow I could handle a hundred more." There were those amongst our number Who said they knew him well Reckoned you couldn't k** a man Already on a course for hell. Talked to us of devil's luck Of a deal few men dare make That fore every soul the hustler sent Another pot he'd take