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They 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
the first day I met her I knew she was the one
As she [ . . . ] in my and [ . . . ]
For her were the colour of the grew the river, all and wild
When he came on my door and entered the room
My trembling subsided in his sure embrace
He would be my first man, and with a hand, he wiped up the tears went down my face
They call 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 more beautiful any I'd seen
I said, 'Do you know where the wild roses grow so and and free?'
On the second day he smiled with a single rose
Said: 'Will you give me your loss and sorrow?'
I nodded my head, as I lay on the bed
'If I show you the roses you follow?'
call me The Wild Rose but my name was Elisa Day
Why call me it I do not for my name was Day
On the third day he took me to the river
He gave me the and we kissed
And the last thing I heard was a muttered as he knelt me with a rock in his fist
On the last day I her where the grow
And she lay on the bank, the light as a thief
As I told her goodbye, said, 'All beauty must die'
And I lent down and planted a rose between her teeth
Why call me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
the first day I met her I knew she was the one
As she [ . . . ] in my and [ . . . ]
For her were the colour of the grew the river, all and wild
When he came on my door and entered the room
My trembling subsided in his sure embrace
He would be my first man, and with a hand, he wiped up the tears went down my face
They call 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 more beautiful any I'd seen
I said, 'Do you know where the wild roses grow so and and free?'
On the second day he smiled with a single rose
Said: 'Will you give me your loss and sorrow?'
I nodded my head, as I lay on the bed
'If I show you the roses you follow?'
call me The Wild Rose but my name was Elisa Day
Why call me it I do not for my name was Day
On the third day he took me to the river
He gave me the and we kissed
And the last thing I heard was a muttered as he knelt me with a rock in his fist
On the last day I her where the grow
And she lay on the bank, the light as a thief
As I told her goodbye, said, 'All beauty must die'
And I lent down and planted a rose between her teeth
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