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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.
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.
Annons
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Anonymous
Sun 9 Nov 2008 09:25
Here is a good old cup of Brandy and a glas of nice 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
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
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