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call me The Rose but my was Elisa Day
Why they me it I do not know for my was Elisa Day
From the first day I met her I knew she was the one
As she [ . . . ] in my and [ . . . ]
For her lips were the colour of the grew down the river, all bloody and wild
When he came on my and entered the room
My subsided in his embrace
He would be my first man, and with a careful hand, he up the tears that went my face
me The Wild Rose but my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know for my name was Day
On the second day I brought her a flower
She was beautiful than any I'd seen
I said, 'Do you know where the wild grow so sweet and and free?'
On the day he smiled a 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 Rose but my name was Elisa Day
Why call me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
On the day he took me to the river
He gave me the and we kissed
And the thing I heard was a muttered word as he knelt above me with a rock in his fist
On the day I took her where the wild grow
And she lay on the bank, the wind light as a thief
As I her goodbye, said, 'All beauty must die'
And I and planted a rose between her teeth
Why they me it I do not know for my was Elisa Day
From the first day I met her I knew she was the one
As she [ . . . ] in my and [ . . . ]
For her lips were the colour of the grew down the river, all bloody and wild
When he came on my and entered the room
My subsided in his embrace
He would be my first man, and with a careful hand, he up the tears that went my face
me The Wild Rose but my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know for my name was Day
On the second day I brought her a flower
She was beautiful than any I'd seen
I said, 'Do you know where the wild grow so sweet and and free?'
On the day he smiled a 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 Rose but my name was Elisa Day
Why call me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
On the day he took me to the river
He gave me the and we kissed
And the thing I heard was a muttered word as he knelt above me with a rock in his fist
On the day I took her where the wild grow
And she lay on the bank, the wind light as a thief
As I her goodbye, said, 'All beauty must die'
And I and planted a rose between her teeth
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