Rebel Soldier
It is the duty of the Sons of Confederate Veterans to defend the Confederate Soldier’s good name, and to ensure that the true history of the South is presented to future generations
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.
It’s grape shot and musket
And the cannons lumber loud,
There’s many a mangled body
The blanket for their shroud,
There’s many a mangled body
Left on the fields alone,
I am a Rebel soldier
And far from my home.
I’ll eat when I’m hungry
I’ll drink when I am dry,
If the Yankees dont kill me
I’ll live until I die,
If the Yankees dont kill me
And cause me to mourn,
I am a Rebel soldier
And far from my home.
Here’s a good old cup of brandy
And a glass of nice wine,
You can drink to your true love
And I will drink to mine,
And you can drink to your true love
And I’ll lament and mourn,
I am a Rebel soldier
And far from my home.
Ill 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.