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They call me The Wild 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 knew she was the one
As she [ . . . ] in my and [ . . . ]
For her lips were the colour of the roses that the river, all bloody and wild
he came on my door and entered the room
My trembling subsided in his embrace
He would be my first man, and a careful hand, he wiped up the that 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 Elisa 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 roses so sweet and scarlet and free?'
On the second day he a single rose
Said: 'Will you 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?'
me The Rose but my was Elisa Day
Why call me it I do not know for my name was Day
On the day he took me to the river
He me the roses and we kissed
And the thing I heard was a word as he above me with a rock in his fist
On the last day I her where the wild roses grow
And she lay on the bank, the light as a thief
As I told her goodbye, said, 'All beauty 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 knew she was the one
As she [ . . . ] in my and [ . . . ]
For her lips were the colour of the roses that the river, all bloody and wild
he came on my door and entered the room
My trembling subsided in his embrace
He would be my first man, and a careful hand, he wiped up the that 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 Elisa 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 roses so sweet and scarlet and free?'
On the second day he a single rose
Said: 'Will you 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?'
me The Rose but my was Elisa Day
Why call me it I do not know for my name was Day
On the day he took me to the river
He me the roses and we kissed
And the thing I heard was a word as he above me with a rock in his fist
On the last day I her where the wild roses grow
And she lay on the bank, the light as a thief
As I told her goodbye, said, 'All beauty die'
And I lent down and planted a rose between her teeth
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