Rebel Soldier - Jamey Johnson

Oh Polly Oh Polly its for your sake alone

I have left my old Father, my Country, my home

I have 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

Its many a mangled body the blanket for the shroud

Its many a mangled body left on the fields alone

I am a rebel soldier and far from my home

Here is 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 will lament and moan

I am a rebel soldier and far from my home

I will 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