Folk and Traditional Song Lyrics:
Fort Dix Stockade
Fort Dix Stockade
Fort Dix Stockade
(Bob Lusk)
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
Chorus:
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
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
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
tune: Columbus Stockade
(I was in the Fort Dix, New Jersey, Stockade from
September 1967 to February 1968 because I refused to
serve in Vietnam. I wrote this song in 1980 when I was
playing with the Irish Bluegrass group 'The Green Ridge
Boys'. The origional stockade has now been demolished.)
BL