Icicle Works - Evangeline

It was sometime after midnight I was looking for a friend My headlights lit her body by some pine trees on a bend I slowed down right beside her I turned the music down She looked around then climbed inside She didn't make a sound Evangeline!Well, soon we started talking I asked her for her name She said it's not important but I'll tell you anyway My Mother loved the bayou My Daddy worked the land They named me after what they loved So the world would understand Evangeline!We stopped just past the crossroads She thanked me once again I didn't wanna leave her but I drove on just the same I thought about her story Words whispered from her mouth Her bauty and her innocence a credit to the South Evangeline!I could not believe, she was gone when I returned The forest's evening choruse was the only sound I heard Now if you ever see her,Be sure to say hello Her levelled thumb may stop you if you're Westbound and alone Evangeline!