Fulminators songs are just like buses - here's another one; the bar-room murder ballad, "It's Nothing to Me"

I heard Loy Clingman's 1957 country ballad for the first time about three years ago, and instantly fell in love with it - it's one of those weird, primitive records that sounds as if it was recorded some time in the 1880s:

That wouldn't have sounded out of place on Harry Smith's Anthology of American Folk Music.

There have been many cover versions of the song, including ones by Jim Reeves and Duane Eddy's gravel-voiced producer, Lee Hazelwood, but my two favourites were a near-contemporary one by Red Kirk and one by Sanford "The Fool" Clark (released under the name Harry Johnson):

I do love a song which tells a good story, as I pointed out in a previous post, "Murder, mystery and heroics: my all-time favourite story songs" (here) - and "It's Nothing to Me" is one of the best. 

When I have a moment, I must find out which film featured Ronald Reagan dressed in modern clothes, duffing up a cowboy.