Rebecca Wild Songtext
von The Walkabouts

Gathered by the riverside
The current pulls a 100 years each way
Savin' souls and singin' songs
They beg and smile but murder just the same

Watch me slip into the trees
Breakin' brush past darkness and the cold
Gray crosses mark the ridge
Reached to her grave and fell down in the snow

That's when I dreamed that I was Rebecca Wild
That's when I dreamed who she was
Who she was


Rebecca stood in the union hall
Said, "Your hands are weak from holdin' on too strong"
That was the lost night she ever spoke
A company man, he drove her off the road

That's when I dreamed that I was Rebecca Wild
That's when I dreamed who she was
Who she was

That's when I dreamed that I was Rebecca Wild
That's when I dreamed who she was
Last night I dreamed that I was Rebecca Wild
Last night I dreamed who she was
Rebecca Wild