Martha remembers hearing this on the radio when she was young. I don’t–in fact, I think that I really became acquainted with it only in the last decade or so. Perhaps the fact that she grew up in the Hoosier State made it more memorable for her?
I like the song (at its peak of #5 here) quite a bit, but must confess I have a hard time with the underlying cause for our narrator going on the lam. “If a man ever needed dyin’, he did/No one had the right to say what he said about you.” And now he misses her? Maybe he could’ve thought about that before committing murder over an insult?
The version played here, with the sirens at the intro, was taken off the radio because too many motorists thought a police car was coming up behind them. It’s still able to fool: when it comes on now at our house, our dog Buddy’s been known perk up his ears and get ready to howl mournfully, just like when he’s caught outside with ambulances and fire trucks going down the main drag that’s about a half-mile from our house.