Nick Reynolds/Bob Shane/John Stewart
Way down in Columbus, Georgia, that’s where I don’t want to be.
Hey, way down in Columbus stockade. Take me back to Tennessee.
Chorus:
Well, you can take me back to old Kentucky, any place that you decide.
Just turn me loose from this old stockade. I’ll tell you, buddy, I won’t mind.
The other night as I lay sleepin’ I dreamt I held you in my arms.
When I awoke I was mistaken. These prison walls were all around.
(Chorus)
Two years ago, it seems a long time, that’s when I was free and on my own.
But here I am behind that stockade. I wish to God they’d take me home.
(Chorus)
I’ll tell you, buddy, I won’t mind.
In the light, I feel no pain Its pulling me in, I'll never be the…
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