Rebel Soldier

Oh, Polly! Oh, Polly! It's for your sake alone,
I left my old father, my country, my home.
I left my old mother to weep and to mourn.
I am a Rebel soldier
and far from my home!
The grapeshot and musket and cannons thunder loud.
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!
Here's a good ol' 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 mourn.
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!



Credits
Writer(s): Waylon Jennings
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