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They me The Wild Rose but my name was Day
Why they call me it I do not know for my 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 roses that grew the river, all and wild
he on my door and entered the room
My trembling subsided in his embrace
He be my first man, and with a careful hand, he wiped up the tears that my face
They call me The Rose but my name was Elisa Day
Why they me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
On the day I her a flower
She was more beautiful than 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 with a single rose
Said: 'Will you me your loss and your sorrow?'
I nodded my head, as I lay on the bed
'If I you the roses will you follow?'
They call me The Wild 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 took me to the river
He gave me the roses and we kissed
And the last thing I heard was a muttered word as he knelt above me with a in his fist
On the last 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 beauty must die'
And I lent down and planted a rose between her teeth
Why they call me it I do not know for my 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 roses that grew the river, all and wild
he on my door and entered the room
My trembling subsided in his embrace
He be my first man, and with a careful hand, he wiped up the tears that my face
They call me The Rose but my name was Elisa Day
Why they me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
On the day I her a flower
She was more beautiful than 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 with a single rose
Said: 'Will you me your loss and your sorrow?'
I nodded my head, as I lay on the bed
'If I you the roses will you follow?'
They call me The Wild 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 took me to the river
He gave me the roses and we kissed
And the last thing I heard was a muttered word as he knelt above me with a in his fist
On the last 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 beauty must die'
And I lent down and planted a rose between her teeth
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