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They me The 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 knew she was the one
As she [ . . . ] in my eyes and [ . . . ]
For her lips were the colour of the roses 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 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 was Day
Why call me it I do not know for my was Elisa Day
On the day I brought her a flower
She was more beautiful any woman I'd seen
I said, 'Do you know where the wild roses grow so sweet and scarlet and free?'
On the second day he smiled a single rose
Said: 'Will you give me your loss and your sorrow?'
I nodded my head, as I lay on the bed
'If I show you the roses will you follow?'
call me The Wild but my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
On the third day he took me to the river
He me the and we kissed
And the last I heard was a muttered as he knelt above me with a rock in his fist
On the last day I 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 beauty must die'
And I lent down and planted a rose between her
Why they me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
From the first day I met her I knew she was the one
As she [ . . . ] in my eyes and [ . . . ]
For her lips were the colour of the roses 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 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 was Day
Why call me it I do not know for my was Elisa Day
On the day I brought her a flower
She was more beautiful any woman I'd seen
I said, 'Do you know where the wild roses grow so sweet and scarlet and free?'
On the second day he smiled a single rose
Said: 'Will you give me your loss and your sorrow?'
I nodded my head, as I lay on the bed
'If I show you the roses will you follow?'
call me The Wild but my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
On the third day he took me to the river
He me the and we kissed
And the last I heard was a muttered as he knelt above me with a rock in his fist
On the last day I 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 beauty must die'
And I lent down and planted a rose between her
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