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They call me The Wild Rose but my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
From the first day I met her I she was the one
As she [ . . . ] in my eyes and [ . . . ]
For her lips were the of the that grew down the river, all and wild
When he came on my door and entered the room
My trembling subsided in his sure embrace
He would be my first man, and with a careful hand, he wiped up the tears down my face
They call me The Wild Rose but my name was Elisa Day
Why call me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
On the second day I brought her a flower
She was beautiful than any woman I'd seen
I said, 'Do you know where the wild grow so sweet and and free?'
On the second day he smiled with a single rose
Said: 'Will you give me your loss and sorrow?'
I my head, as I lay on the bed
'If I show you the roses will you follow?'
They me The Rose but my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know for my was Elisa Day
On the third day he me to the river
He gave me the roses and we kissed
And the last I was a word as he knelt above me a rock in his fist
On the day I took her where the roses grow
And she lay on the bank, the wind light as a thief
As I her goodbye, said, 'All must die'
And I lent and planted a her
Why they call me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
From the first day I met her I she was the one
As she [ . . . ] in my eyes and [ . . . ]
For her lips were the of the that grew down the river, all and wild
When he came on my door and entered the room
My trembling subsided in his sure embrace
He would be my first man, and with a careful hand, he wiped up the tears down my face
They call me The Wild Rose but my name was Elisa Day
Why call me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
On the second day I brought her a flower
She was beautiful than any woman I'd seen
I said, 'Do you know where the wild grow so sweet and and free?'
On the second day he smiled with a single rose
Said: 'Will you give me your loss and sorrow?'
I my head, as I lay on the bed
'If I show you the roses will you follow?'
They me The Rose but my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know for my was Elisa Day
On the third day he me to the river
He gave me the roses and we kissed
And the last I was a word as he knelt above me a rock in his fist
On the day I took her where the roses grow
And she lay on the bank, the wind light as a thief
As I her goodbye, said, 'All must die'
And I lent and planted a her
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