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 