Evangeline

Evangeline

She's on her own

Just barely seventeen

When she left home

Don't know where she's been

Or where she's going

She is the queen of make-believe

Evangeline



I still remember

This little girl

Black eyes just staring

At this mean old world

Went off to find

Some American dream

Train ticket in the pocket

In her new blue jeans



Evangeline

She's on her own

Just barely seventeen

When she left home

Don't know where she's been

Or where she's going

She is the queen of make-believe

Evangeline



She went out dancing

On a Saturday night

Silk stockings and high heels

Looking fine and running wild

On Sunday morning

She's all alone

Head lying on the back stair

By the telephone



Evangeline

She's on her own

Just barely seventeen

When she left home

Don't know where she's been

Or where she's going

She is the queen of make-believe

Evangeline



I still remember

This little girl

Black eyes just staring

At this mean old world

Went off to find

Some some American dream

Train ticket in the pocket

In her new blue jeans



Evangeline

She's on her own

Just barely seventeen

When she left home

Don't know where she's been

Or where she's going

She is the queen of make-believe

Evangeline



Evangeline

She's on her own

Just barely seventeen

When she left home

Don't know where she's been

Or where she's going

She is the queen of make-believe

Evangeline



She is the queen of make-believe

Evangeline