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They me The Wild Rose but my name was Day
Why call me it I do not for my name was Elisa Day
From the first day I met her I knew she was the one
As she [ . . . ] in my and [ . . . ]
For her the colour of the roses that grew down the river, all bloody 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 up the tears that went my face
They call me The Wild but my name was Day
Why 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 roses grow so and scarlet and free?'
On the second day he smiled 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 call me The Wild but my was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
On the day he me to the river
He me the and we kissed
And the last thing I heard was a muttered as he above me a rock in his fist
On the last day I her where the grow
And she lay on the bank, the wind light as a thief
As I told her goodbye, said, 'All must die'
And I lent down and planted a rose between her teeth
Why call me it I do not for my name was Elisa Day
From the first day I met her I knew she was the one
As she [ . . . ] in my and [ . . . ]
For her the colour of the roses that grew down the river, all bloody 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 up the tears that went my face
They call me The Wild but my name was Day
Why 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 roses grow so and scarlet and free?'
On the second day he smiled 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 call me The Wild but my was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
On the day he me to the river
He me the and we kissed
And the last thing I heard was a muttered as he above me a rock in his fist
On the last day I her where the grow
And she lay on the bank, the wind light as a thief
As I told her goodbye, said, 'All must die'
And I lent down and planted a rose between her teeth
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