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They call me The Rose but my name was Elisa Day
Why call me it I do not know for my name was 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 and entered the room
My subsided in his sure embrace
He would be my first man, and with a careful hand, he wiped up the went down my face
call me The Rose but my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
On the day I brought her a flower
She was beautiful any I'd seen
I said, 'Do you know the wild roses so sweet and and free?'
On the day he with 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 will you follow?'
They call me The Wild but my 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 me the roses and we kissed
And the last thing I heard was a muttered word as he knelt above me a rock in his fist
On the last day I took her the wild roses grow
And she lay on the bank, the light as a thief
As I her goodbye, said, 'All beauty must die'
And I lent down and a rose between her
Why call me it I do not know for my name was 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 and entered the room
My subsided in his sure embrace
He would be my first man, and with a careful hand, he wiped up the went down my face
call me The Rose but my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
On the day I brought her a flower
She was beautiful any I'd seen
I said, 'Do you know the wild roses so sweet and and free?'
On the day he with 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 will you follow?'
They call me The Wild but my 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 me the roses and we kissed
And the last thing I heard was a muttered word as he knelt above me a rock in his fist
On the last day I took her the wild roses grow
And she lay on the bank, the light as a thief
As I her goodbye, said, 'All beauty must die'
And I lent down and a rose between her
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