Evangeline is on the roam

Just barely seventeen when she left home

Don't know where she is or where she's going

She is the queen of make believe Evangeline

I can still remember this little girl

Black eyes just staring at this big old world

Ran off to find some American dream

Train ticket in one hand in her new blue jeans

Evangeline is on the roam

Just barely seventeen when she left home

Don't know where she is or where she's going

She is the queen of make believe Evangeline

She went out dancin' on a Saturday night

Silk stockings and high heels

Blue liner on her eyes

But on Sunday morning she's all alone

Head lying on the nightstand by the telephone

Evangeline is on the roam

Just barely seventeen when she left home

Don't know where she is or where she's going

She is the queen of make believe Evangeline

She is the queen of make believe Evangeline