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(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. Aus Songtexte Mania