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.
