Add to ORKG[Verse 1] There’s a farm upon a hill, down in Maine, And there a little girlie waits for me, Rebecca is her name. When we wandered down the land, Just we two, And she was grieving when I was leaving And then I promised to be true. [Chorus] Where the honey suckle vine twines itself around the door, A sweetheart mine, Is waiting patiently for me; I can hear the whippoorwill Tell me softly from the hill, Her mem’ry haunts you, Rebecca wants you So come back to Sunnybrook Farm [Verse 2] I can see her just the same, standing there, And she had on her little gingham gown And ribbons in her hair. My Rebecca looked so sweet, Dressed so plain, I knew I’d miss her, I longed to kiss her, And so I’m going back again. [Chorus