Evangeline Songtext
von Owen Tromans

Ten long years ago we held
A service for our king
On the east edge of the garden
Where the sunlight tumbles in
And I remember the smile on your face
And the colours that you wore
On the last day of school
When we asked what it was really for


As the mysteries of summer
Came and moved behind the Bell
I could see the shape of home and
Feel its gentle morning spell
And when I walk our secret path
Between the chapel and the Cross
I think of all the dreams we had
And the friends that I lost

Come on, Evangeline

Oh your eyes
All the boys would sing about your eyes, about your eyes
Oh your skin
Your golden skin reminds me of the trouble you got me in

Come on, Evangeline