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