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They call me The Wild Rose but my name was Day
Why call me it I do not know for my was Elisa Day
the first day I met her I she was the one
As she [ . . . ] in my and [ . . . ]
For her lips were the colour of the roses that 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 man, and with a careful hand, he wiped up the tears that went down my face
They me The Rose but my was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
On the second day I brought her a flower
She was more 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 with a single rose
'Will you give me your loss and your sorrow?'
I nodded my head, as I lay on the bed
'If I show you the will you follow?'
They me The Wild Rose but my was Elisa Day
Why call me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
On the third day he took me to the river
He gave me the roses and we kissed
And the last thing I heard was a word as he knelt above me with a 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 her goodbye, said, 'All beauty must die'
And I down and planted a between her
Why call me it I do not know for my was Elisa Day
the first day I met her I she was the one
As she [ . . . ] in my and [ . . . ]
For her lips were the colour of the roses that 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 man, and with a careful hand, he wiped up the tears that went down my face
They me The Rose but my was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
On the second day I brought her a flower
She was more 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 with a single rose
'Will you give me your loss and your sorrow?'
I nodded my head, as I lay on the bed
'If I show you the will you follow?'
They me The Wild Rose but my was Elisa Day
Why call me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
On the third day he took me to the river
He gave me the roses and we kissed
And the last thing I heard was a word as he knelt above me with a 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 her goodbye, said, 'All beauty must die'
And I down and planted a between her
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