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

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


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


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

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Georgia Stockade Lyrics as written by John Stewart Bob Shane

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