Last night the willows stopped weeping And everything sat hushed and still While my body lay sleeping I dreamt of Rebecca Deville Now, I wonder if she was a real girl Did she die when I wokeWell, 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 hitch-hiking 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 IllinoisShe 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 Raped her of all that she ever had 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 No, it doesn't even begin To describe the shape that I am inBut you can dream in both directions Bring the past back again So maybe, I can find her Before Heaven goes and hides her Hopin' to keep her from going away Well, I saw her again It was a Sunday evenin' She had flagged a ride It was a Lincoln Continental She was on the passenger side She had a hold of the handle I said, Rebecca, don't go, he's not what he seems I said, Rebecca, don't go, he's not what he 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 lose your memory And 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 And waved goodbye I watched the tail lights They danced like candle light and then, they went out Goodbye, my sweetheart Goodbye, my sweetheart Anybody, has anybody seen my little girl around? I last saw her in New Orleans I can't find her now