Elizabeth Parker

Words and music ©2003 by Dave Caruso

A Sunday rain beats down upon a Sunday town
The streets are empty -- everybody's underground
And there's Elizabeth -- she's asking you to stay
They don't know what they're missing
They sit at home watching tunnelvision
They say, "Hide away when the sky grows darker,
Don't go 'round with Elizabeth Parker"

The weekend vanished like a summer holiday

So many childhood friends have long since moved away

But still Elizabeth is begging you to stay

The local superstition

Is stuck between reward and ambition

It says, "Don't swim out past the nautical marker

Don't go 'round with Elizabeth Parker"

We knew we'd end up somewhere

And we talked of moving out and going far

We started at the shoreline

And made it all the way to the back of her car

I couldn't bear to stay here

Cause I know she'd never leave -- it's just too hard

The island sun beats down on a small downriver town

From the pier to the river road she knew I'd come around

Again Elizabeth's compelling me to stay

I took the path less traveled

I turned my heel as the road unraveled

Though it's getting dark and it might get darker

Once more 'round with Elizabeth Parker