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