Evelyn sits by the elevator doors   it's been 37 years since James died   on St.Patricks day in 1964   but 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   a picture of better days      and just like James I'll be drinking irish tonight   and the memory of this last workweek 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   in his wallet she kept on her nightstand   an A.A. card and a lock of red hair   she kept secret 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 workweek 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.