E A
She had one at home asleep and one in her belly
E A
It would roll around now and then, ever so gently
C#m A
She was breaking down like iron covered with rust
B A
And she was covered by, Benito's dust
E A
And days went by so slowly in that neighborhood
E A
In the silent house full of things he paid for with his own sweat and blood
C#m A
And framer's wages never bought her much
B A
But he made up the difference with Benito's touch
E A
On Friday night's, she'd still visit the boys down at the bars
E A
And how quickly they'd forgotten that her husband was a friend of theirs
C#m A
Some nights she'd go home with a young man, yea, she'd try her luck.. but she never could
B A
'Cause the night time and the starlight only served to remind her of Benito's love
E A
She still remembered his voice on the receiver that night
E A
There was something different, some kind of flicker, that just didn't sound right
C#m A
But he was the one man that she could trust
B A
Now she's got his two boys, and the whisper of his voice, like Benito's hush
E A
No there's no more flowers, no more cards, just empty space
E A
Hungry mouths, dirty house, and bills to pay
C#m A
She's up in the attic going through a box of his pictures and stuff
B A
She's coughing, and choking and crying on Benito's dust