Rebecca DeVille

Last night the willows stopped weeping
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
I sleep straight through to tomorrow
And look for her till I go broke
I found myself by the highway
That I ride in on in my dreams
I met her while I was hitchhiking
From England to New Orleans
She rode shotgun but staid 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 girlie round
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 that he'd show her the big time
Said he would show he the best
He stopped the car two miles down the road
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 girlie round
I last saw her in New Orleans
I can't find her now

Anybody
Has anybody seen my little girlie round
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, bring the past back again
So maybe I can find her before heaven goes and hides her
Hope can keep her from going away

Well I saw her again
It was a Sunday evening
She had flagged a ride
It was a Lincoln Continental
And she was on the passenger side
She had hold of the handle
I said Rebecca don't go
It's not what it seems
I said Rebecca don't go
It's not what it seems
Take my word darling
And drop out of this dream
She said "He's going to the Big City
And I'm going too, you know how that is with me"

I said stop...
Don't you get in the car
Don't you get in the car
'Cause I won't be coming back
If you get in the back
Don't you get in the car
Don't you get in the car
'Cause I won't be coming back
If you get in the back
My sweetheart
My sweetheart
I will just stay away
Six years or maybe eight
'Till I loose your memory
All that you've meant to me
'Cause I can't stand to see this
I can't stand to see this
I can't stand to see this

She got inside
Waved good-bye
And I watched the tail lights
Dance like candle light
And then they went out

Good-bye, my sweetheart
Good-bye, my sweetheart

Anybody
Has anybody seen my little girlie round
I last saw her in New Orleans
I can't find her now