Last night the willows stopped weeping
And everything sat hushed and still
And while my body lay sleeping
I dreamt of rebecca deville
Now I wonder if she was a real girl
Did she die when I woke
Well i'll sleep straight through to tomorrow
And look for her till I go broke
I found myself by the highway
That i ride in all my dreams
I met her while i was hitchhiking
From england to new orleans
She rode shotgun but stayed facing me
And I laid down in the back
I fell in love somewhere near illinois
And she said she loved me right back
Anybody
Has anybody seen my little girl around
I last saw her in new orleans
I can't find her now
I stepped into the nearest twilight bar
To ask if anyone knew
The whereabouts of my rebecca deville
The bartender said that he knew
He said that just a few weeks ago
She hitched a ride out west
With a man who said he'd show her the big time
Said he would show her the best
But he stopped the car two miles down the road
And he put a gun to her head
And raped her of all that she ever had
When rebecca was found she was dead
Anybody
Has anybody seen my little girl around
I last saw her in new orleans
I can't find her now
Anybody
Has anybody seen my little girl around
I last saw her in new orleans
I can't find her now
Anybody
Has anybody seen my little girl around
I last saw her in new orleans
I can't find her now
Low doesn't even begin
To describe the shape that i am in
But you can dream in both directions
And bring the past back again
So maybe i can find her
Before heaven goes and hides her
Hope and keep her from going
Away
Well i saw her again
It was a su
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