O Polly, O 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.

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