Elizabeth Blue and I were walking

Towards the crimson beach

Which was downhill most of the way

I always accompanied her to the beach

As she was not a strong swimmer

Whereas I excelled at the sport

Another reason was there had been a murder

On the night train a few days previously

A gangster had been found shot to death

On the tracks that ran parallel to the beach

This had spooked the town including Elizabeth Blue

Who promised me that she would wear her purple dress

And would cook for me if I hung out with her on the beach