Lyrics:

Oh, it's of a gentleman soldier, as a sentry he did stand,
He saluted a fair maid with a waving of his hand.
So boldly then he kissed her, and passed it off as a joke,
Then he drilled her into the sentry box wrapped up in a soldier's cloak.
Chorus (after each verse):And the drums did go rat-a-tat-tat and the fifes so loudly play,
Saying, “Fare thee well, Polly me dear, I must be going away.”
All night they tossed and tumbled, till daylight did appear.
The soldier rose, put on his clothes, said “Fare thee well me dear,
For the drums they are a-beating, the fifes still loudly play;
If it weren't for that, Polly me dear, with you I'd long to stay.”

“Oh come, me gentleman soldier, now won't you marry me?”
“Oh no, me dearest Polly, such things they never can be,
For married I am already and children I have three;
Two wives are allowed in the army, but one's too many for me.”

“Oh, if anyone come a-courting you, you treat him to a glass.
If anyone come a-courting you, you say you're a country lass.
You needn't even tell them that ever you've laid a joke.
That ever you went into a sentry box, wrapped up in a soldier's cloak.”

“Oh come, me gentleman soldier, why didn't you tell me so?
Me parents they'll be angry when this they come to know.”
When nine long months were up and past, the young girl she brought shame
She had a little militia boy and she couldn't tell his name.