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