evangeline
she stands on the banks ot the mighty Mississippi
alone in the pale moonlight
waiting for the man a riverboot gambler
said that he’d return tonight
they used to waltz in the banks of the mighty Mississippi
loving the whole night trough
’till the riverboat gambler went off to make a killing
and bring it on back to you
Evangeline, Evangeline,
curses the soul ot the Mississippi queen
that pulled her man away
Bayou Sam, from the South Lousiana
had gambling in his veins
Evangeline, from the Maritimes
was slowly going insane
high on the top of the Hickory Hill
she stands in the lighning and thunder
down on the river the boat was a-sinking
she watched that queen go under
Evangeline, Evangeline,
curses the soul ot the Mississippi queen
that pulled her man away
