| She stands on the bank of the mighty Mississippi
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| Alone in the pale moonlight
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| Waitin' for a man, a riverboat gambler
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| Said that he’d return tonight
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| They used to waltz on the banks of the mighty Mississippi
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| Lovin' the whole night through
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| 'Til the riverboat gambler went off to make a killing
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| And bring it on back to you
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| Evangeline, Evangeline
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| Curses the soul of the Mississippi Queen
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| That pulled her man away
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| Bayou Sam, from South Louisian'
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| Had gambling in his veins
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| Evangeline, from the Maritimes
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| Was slowly goin' insane
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| High on the top of Hickory Hill
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| She stands in the lightnin' and thunder
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| Down on the river the boat was a-sinkin'
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| She watched that queen go under
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| Evangeline, Evangeline
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| Curses the soul of the Mississippi Queen
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| That pulled her man away
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| Evangeline, Evangeline
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| Curses the soul of the Mississippi Queen
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| That pulled her man away |