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

The grape shot and musket and the cannons lumber lie
It's many a mangled body the blanket for the shroud
It’s many a mangled body left on the fields alone
I am a rebel soldier
And far from my home

[Harmonica solo]

Here's a good old cup of brandy and a glass of 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 moan
I am a rebel soldier
And far from my home

I'll build me a castle on some green mountain high
Where I can see Polly when she is passing by
Where 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