Rebecca Roubion

Singer-Songwriter and Recording Artist

NEW SINGLE "YOU" OUT NOW!!

Friends! I'm so excited to share my new song "You" with you! I started writing it for my love the night we met...well, there's a little more to it than that.

Check it out HERE!

I want to tell you the story behind this song because it's so dear to my soul.

My first love was music, and I often wondered if there would be room for another person. Deep down, I always longed for a partner in life, but questioned how it would work - how these two dreams would fit together.

It just so happens that my music would eventually bring me to my husband.

"WHEN I FIRST SAW YOU I'D FORGOTTEN ALL THE DETAILS OF YOUR FACE
BUT THERE WAS SOMETHING 'BOUT YOUR MANNER MY MEMORY COULD NOT ERASE."


Chris was invited by a friend to come out to my show at the Basement in Nashville, and once I got off the stage, he offered to buy me a drink. I wrote him off that night, but there was something about him that struck me. I always tell him he left a kind of delayed effect.

Hours later, I wrote the chorus of this song:

"YOU GOT MY HEAD SPINNING, AND IT WON'T STOP, IT WON'T STOP.
YOU GOT MY HEART RACING, AND IT WON'T STOP, IT WON'T STOP, YOU"


A few months later, we started dating. He came on the road with me and carried my keyboard to all my shows. We skydived together (something I did only to impress him), jumped off cliffs (another thing I did only to impress him), laughed constantly and got lost in conversation. I literally remember lying in bed smiling, not being able to fall asleep because I was so happy.

"I WOULD LIE AWAKE JUST SMILING, THOUGH I WAS TIRED TO THE BONE.

He was from Michigan, grew up in Ohio. I was from Louisiana, grew up in Alabama. I loved the notion that we "met in the middle"...in Tennessee.

"THERE WAS SOMETHING 'BOUT A SOUTHERN GIRL AND A NORTHERN MAN
MEETING IN THE MIDDLE IN A NEW TOWN"

 The first picture we ever took together - at a Notre Dame football game. He's a huge fan, and I'm part-Irish!

The first picture we ever took together - at a Notre Dame football game. He's a huge fan, and I'm part-Irish!

Chris was a gentleman too, and yet he wasn't cheesy or demeaning about it. He was always asking if I needed anything (usually a drink, and usually I did). He always walked me to my door. In a masculine, strong manner, he was so attentive to me. Still is.

"WALKING ME TO THE DOOR, LEAVE ME WANTING MORE."

There was an ease about him I couldn't explain. A certain familiarity. And despite the imperfections we had, I always had peace when it came to him. I never questioned whether things would work out. Somehow, I had a deep assurance that this was the love of my life.

But love was work, and we knew it. It meant commitment and struggle. Chris had a friend once ask him if I was a fighter. "Is she someone who will stand in the trenches of life and fight with with you?" he asked.

We've been fighting ever since, and last May, we made the leap!

"WALKING ME DOWN THE AISLE, WAITED FOR AWHILE."

To my loving husband, my best friend. I love you more than words, actions or songs can express, so I'll spend my life trying. I'll never stop fighting and persevering for you. 

" I CAN'T WAIT TO SPEND MY LIFE HOLDING YOUR HAND."

Thanks for letting me share our little story with you. I hope you enjoy this sweet tune!
xo,
R