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