Oh Polly, oh Polly, it's for your sake alone
I've left my old father, my country and my home
I've left my old mother, to weep and to 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 moan
I am a Rebel soldier, and far from my home

I'll build me a castle on the mountain, on some green mountain high
Where I can see Polly as she is passing by
Where I can see Polly, and help her to mourn
I am a Rebel soldier, and far from my home