Over there, in Fort Dix. New Jersey
That's where I don't want to be
Over there, in that old stockade
Take me back to New York City
Oh you can take me back to Brooklyn
The Bronx or the Queens will be fine
Just turn me loose from this old stockade
I tell you buddy I won't mind
Late last night, as I lay sleeping
I dreamed I held you in my arms
When I awoke I was mistaken
Please keep my darling safe from harm
Oh you can take me back to Brooklyn
The Bronx or the Queens will be fine
Just turn me loose from this old stockade
I tell you buddy I won't mind
I don't want to cross the ocean
Don't want to fight any rich man's war
But if I ever leave this stockade
Ain't never comin back no more
Oh you can take me back to Brooklyn
The Bronx or the Queens will be fine
Just turn me loose from this old stockade
I tell you buddy I won't mind
Well talk about the food,
Buddy, we don't get half enough
And the guards, they treat you mean boys
I tell you buddy, it's sure rough
Oh you can take me back to Brooklyn
The Bronx or the Queens will be fine
Just turn me loose from this old stockade
I tell you buddy I won't mind.
That's where I don't want to be
Over there, in that old stockade
Take me back to New York City
Oh you can take me back to Brooklyn
The Bronx or the Queens will be fine
Just turn me loose from this old stockade
I tell you buddy I won't mind
Late last night, as I lay sleeping
I dreamed I held you in my arms
When I awoke I was mistaken
Please keep my darling safe from harm
Oh you can take me back to Brooklyn
The Bronx or the Queens will be fine
Just turn me loose from this old stockade
I tell you buddy I won't mind
I don't want to cross the ocean
Don't want to fight any rich man's war
But if I ever leave this stockade
Ain't never comin back no more
Oh you can take me back to Brooklyn
The Bronx or the Queens will be fine
Just turn me loose from this old stockade
I tell you buddy I won't mind
Well talk about the food,
Buddy, we don't get half enough
And the guards, they treat you mean boys
I tell you buddy, it's sure rough
Oh you can take me back to Brooklyn
The Bronx or the Queens will be fine
Just turn me loose from this old stockade
I tell you buddy I won't mind.
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