| I was raised, born and bred in a prairie town | 
| When a dark eyed woman really laid the feelings down | 
| We were one, had our fun in our younger years | 
| Well I remember damn well she loved me | 
| And she remembers damn well she cared | 
| Stonegates, closing me in | 
| If I get free won’t see me again | 
| Stonegates, wish I could be | 
| Back in the country, wish I was free | 
| I was down, leaving town on a midnight train | 
| When a long legged woman come walking down platform A | 
| She was lean, made a scene as she came my way | 
| Well we traveled on down through the Midwest towns | 
| In Chicago we parted ways | 
| Stonegates, closing me in | 
| If I get free won’t see me again | 
| Stonegates, wish I could be | 
| Back in the country, wish I was free | 
| Stonegates, closing me in | 
| If I get free won’t see me again | 
| Stonegates, wish I could be | 
| Back in the country, wish I was free | 
| I was down, leaving town on a midnight train | 
| When a long legged woman come walking down platform A | 
| She was lean, made a scene as she came my way | 
| Well we traveled on down through the Midwest towns | 
| In Chicago we parted ways | 
| Stonegates, closing me in | 
| If I get free won’t see me again | 
| Stonegates, wish I could be | 
| Back in the country, wish I was free | 
| Move around town |