| Show JUST FOLKS UG Copyright 1032 1932 by Edgar A. A Guest Ouest T THE E GUNMAN IAN For a n little UlUe bi bit of or sliver silver he had shot a stranger down And had b been n a hunted creature In the back streets of or the town For his capture gold was offered and arid he shivered as he read Wanted here for theft and murder murder bring bring him In alive or dead He was cunning he was clever as the tho days went rushing by It w was ws s safe he thought to venture out beneath the open sky He had fooled the law Jaw completely no policeman on his beat Would remember he was Voas wanted as ns he ho passed him on the tho street Easy picking easy living pistol c courage urage gathers cathers gain Man can cheat the code established 1 if he only has the brains Once he shot a man for silver Now the world will wilt never know He was hunted lost hunted lost forgotten That's the way such cases go Now hes he's on his way t to prison after three brief years of ot crime Where hell he'll find a lot of or fellows just as smart all serving time For in spite of clever planning and l his s stock of or pistol pluck Comes that unexpected moment when the tho crook suns m put tt O u ck k S. S |