Georgia Stockade

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

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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

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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

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I'll tell you, buddy, I won't mind