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, with dew for it's shroud
There's many a mangled body left on the field's alone
I am a rebel soldier and far from my home

You'll drink your fine brandy, and i will drink my 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