There's "Long Black Veil", and the Kingston Trio recorded one called The Everglades, writ by Harlan Howard.


EVERGLADES
Words and music by Harlan Howard
As recorded by The Kingston Trio on "String Along," 1960

He was born and raised around Jacksonville,
A nice young man, not the kind to kill,
But a jealous fight and a flashing blade
Sent him on the run through the Everglades,
Runnin' like a dog through the Everglades.

Now, the posse went in and they came back out.
They said he'll die, and there ain't no doubt.
It's an eye for an eye so the debt is paid.
He won't last long in the Everglades.
A man can't live in the Everglades.

BRIDGE: Where a man can hide and never be found,
And have no fear of the bayin' hound,
But he better keep a-movin' and don't stand still.
If the skeeters don't get him then the gators will.

Now, the years went by, and his girl was wed.
His family gave him up for dead,
But now and then the natives would say
They'd seen him runnin' through the Everglades,
Runnin' like a dog through the Everglades.

Now, he never heard the news on the radio.
He was deep in the glades so he'll never know
His runnin' and hidin' didn't make much sense,
For the jury had ruled it was self-defense,
Runnin' like a dog through the Everglades.

REPEAT BRIDGE, THEN:
Runnin' like a dog through the Everglades,
Skippin' like a frog through the slimy bog,
Runnin' through the trees from the Everlys.