Rebecca Wild Lyrics - Singles - Walkabouts

Gathered by the riverside 

The current pulls one hundred 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 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