Evelyn sits by the elevator doors
It's been 37 years since James died
On St. Patrick's Day in 1964
She could not hold it against him

There were times when there was nothing she could do 
But lie in bed all day
Besides a picture of them together
picture of better days

And just like James, I'll be drinking Irish tonight 
And the memory of this last work week will be gone forever
Evelyn, I'm [bad word] 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 [bad word] 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 in her nightstand
An A.A. card and a lock of red hair
She 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'll be drinking Irish tonight 
And the memory of this last work week will be gone forever
Evelyn, I'm [bad word] 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 [bad word] home tonight