Tom Russell - The Evangeline Hotel lyrics

Well, she moves like Betty Grable She's an actress waitin' tables And all her tips are kept inside a wishin' well She's got an agent down the hall He's got her photo on his wall She's got a room at the Evangeline Hotel And from the tenth floor fire escape She can see the Great White Way But not the street and not the eyes of those who fell She dreams she sees her name in lights She dreams that dream every night Room 10-04 at the Evangeline Hotel It's "Rock of Ages cleft for thee..." She's just a child of Tennessee Her daddy's girl, her golden curls locked in a spell Where you don't play your music loud And there ain't no men allowed On Friday nights at the Evangeline Hotel You make it here, so they declare Then you can make it anywhere Those old cliches ring through the hall just like a bell But tell it to the ones who wait Behind the 23rd street gate On Friday nights at the Evangeline Hotel It's "Rock of Ages cleft for thee..." She's goin' back to Tennessee She's got a watch and winter coat that she can sell She learned the hard unspoken rules And things you'll never learn in school All down the halls of the Evangeline Hotel And you can knock on any door Any room on every floor It's all the same at the Evangeline Hotel The House of Dreams called the Evangeline Hotel