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They me The Rose but my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
From the first day I met her I she was the one
As she [ . . . ] in my eyes and [ . . . ]
For her lips the of the that grew down the river, all bloody and wild
When he came on my and entered the room
My trembling subsided in his sure embrace
He would be my first man, and with a careful hand, he up the tears my face
They me The Wild but my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
On the second day I her a flower
She was more beautiful than any woman I'd seen
I said, 'Do you where the wild roses so sweet and scarlet and free?'
On the second day he smiled with a single rose
Said: 'Will you me your and sorrow?'
I nodded my head, as I lay on the bed
'If I show you the roses will you follow?'
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
On the third day he me to the river
He gave me the roses and we kissed
And the last I heard was a muttered word as he knelt above me a rock in his fist
On the last day I took her where the wild grow
And she lay on the bank, the wind 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 they call me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
From the first day I met her I she was the one
As she [ . . . ] in my eyes and [ . . . ]
For her lips the of the that grew down the river, all bloody and wild
When he came on my and entered the room
My trembling subsided in his sure embrace
He would be my first man, and with a careful hand, he up the tears my face
They me The Wild but my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
On the second day I her a flower
She was more beautiful than any woman I'd seen
I said, 'Do you where the wild roses so sweet and scarlet and free?'
On the second day he smiled with a single rose
Said: 'Will you me your and sorrow?'
I nodded my head, as I lay on the bed
'If I show you the roses will you follow?'
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
On the third day he me to the river
He gave me the roses and we kissed
And the last I heard was a muttered word as he knelt above me a rock in his fist
On the last day I took her where the wild grow
And she lay on the bank, the wind 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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