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They call me The Wild but my was Day
Why they call me it I do not know for my was Elisa Day
From the first day I met her I she was the one
As she [ . . . ] in my and [ . . . ]
For her lips were the of the roses that grew down the river, all bloody and wild
he came on my and entered the room
My trembling in his sure embrace
He would be my first man, and a hand, he wiped up the tears that went down my face
They me The Wild Rose but my 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 than any I'd seen
I said, 'Do you know where the wild roses grow so and and free?'
On the second day he with a single rose
Said: 'Will you give 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 but my was Day
Why they call me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
On the third day he took me to the river
He gave me the roses and we kissed
And the last I heard was a muttered as he above me a rock in his fist
On the last day I took her where the wild roses 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 and planted a rose between her teeth
Why they call me it I do not know for my was Elisa Day
From the first day I met her I she was the one
As she [ . . . ] in my and [ . . . ]
For her lips were the of the roses that grew down the river, all bloody and wild
he came on my and entered the room
My trembling in his sure embrace
He would be my first man, and a hand, he wiped up the tears that went down my face
They me The Wild Rose but my 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 than any I'd seen
I said, 'Do you know where the wild roses grow so and and free?'
On the second day he with a single rose
Said: 'Will you give 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 but my was Day
Why they call me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
On the third day he took me to the river
He gave me the roses and we kissed
And the last I heard was a muttered as he above me a rock in his fist
On the last day I took her where the wild roses 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 and planted a rose between her teeth
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