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