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