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