The Rebel Soldier

Oh, Polly! Oh, Polly! It's for your sake alone,

I left my dear old father, my country and my home,

I left my dear old mother to weep and to mourn -

I am a Rebel Soldier and far from my home!

It's grape-shot and muskets and the cannon lumber loud,

There's many a mangled body, The blanket for their shroud,

There's many a mangled body left on the field's alone -

I am a Rebel Soldier and far from my home!

Here's a good old cup of brandy, and a glass of nice wine,

You can drink to your true love, and I will drink to mine,

You can drink to your true love and I'll lament and mourn -

I am a Rebel Soldier and far from my home!

I'll eat when I'm hungry, I'll drink when I'm dry,

If the Yankees don't kill me, I'll live until I die,

If the Yankees don't kill me and cause me to mourn -

I am a Rebel Soldier and far from my home!

I'll build me a castle on some green mountain high,

So, I can see Polly as she comes passing by,

So, I can see Polly and help her to mourn -

I am a Rebel Soldier and far from my home!

I am a Rebel Soldier and far from my home!