| She’s been here workin' all summer long
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| Pumpin' gas for the boats on the Cote Blanche
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| She’s so brown from bein' in the sun all day
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| And boys from town hang around her pa paw’s place
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| And they all say
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| Hey, you can see her down at the boat dock
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| Walkin' up the pier in her flip flops
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| Tyin' up the lines in her tank top
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| Dippin' out the bait at the bait shop
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| Every boy around would love to say, «That girl’s mine»
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| Summer’s gonna end I know
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| Oh, we gonna miss you so Wish you didn’t have to go, Evangeline
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| It won’t be long, she’ll be goin' back to school
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| Well, goin' home, all the way to Baton Rouge
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| Well, her pa paw says he’ll get along the best he can
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| And all the boys will be so brokenhearted then
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| 'Til it’s summer again
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| Then you can see her down at the boat dock
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| Walkin' up the pier in her flip flops
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| Tyin' up the lines in her tank top
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| Dippin' out the bait at the bait shop
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| Every boy around would love to say, «That girl’s mine»
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| Summer’s gonna end I know
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| Oh, we gonna miss you so Wish you didn’t have to go, Evangeline
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| Well, every boy around would love to say, «That girl’s mine»
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| Summer’s gonna end I know
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| Oh, we gonna miss you so Wish you didn’t have to go, Evangeline
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| Girl, I’m gonna miss you so, Evangeline |