Rebeccas Ghost floats 10 feet above my house
She only shows when no one else is around
In the full moon when the tide is out
She points down the street, yet silent she shouts

On, sail on...

Rebeccas Ghost floats 10 feet above my house
she once showed me a boat way up in the clouds
anchor and line moving about
as the line broke free from the anchors mouth
On, sail on, on, sail on...

Docked in port by her door
she did not heed the call to climb aboard

Now Rebeccas Ghost floats 10 feet above my house
She only shows when no one else is around
in the full moon when the tide is out
she points down the street yet silent she shouts

on, sail on... on sail on...