Pints of Guinness Make You Strong

Evelyn sits by the elevator doors
 It's been 37 years since James died
 On St. Patrick's Day, 1964
 She could not hold it against him
 There were times when there was nothing she could do
 But lie in bed all day
 Beside a picture of them together
 A picture of better days
 And just like James, I'll be drinking Irish tonight
 With the memory of his last work week will be gone forever
 Evelyn, I'm not coming home tonight
 If we're never together, if I'm never back again
 Well, I swear to God that I'll love you forever
 Evelyn, I'm not coming home tonight
 In all the years that went by
 She said she'd always love him
 And from the day that he died
 She never loved again
 And in his wallet she kept on her nightstand
 An AA card and a lock of red hair
 Kept secrets of pride locked so tight in her heart
 It killed a part of her before the rest was gone
 She said, "If I would have known just how things would have ended up
 I just would have let myself die"
 And just like James, I'm drinking Irish tonight
 With the memory of his last work week will be gone forever
 Evelyn, I'm not coming home tonight
 If we're never together, if I'm never back again
 Well, I swear to God that I'll love you forever
 Evelyn, I'm not coming home tonight