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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
From the first day I met her I knew she was the one
As she [ . . . ] in my eyes and [ . . . ]
For her were the of the roses grew down the river, all bloody and wild
When he came on my door and entered the room
My trembling subsided in his embrace
He be my first man, and with a hand, he wiped up the tears that down my face
They call me The Wild but my was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not for my name was Elisa Day
On the second day I brought her a flower
She was more beautiful any woman I'd seen
I said, 'Do you the wild roses grow so sweet and and free?'
On the second day he smiled with a single rose
Said: 'Will you give 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?'
They 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 third day he took me to the river
He gave me the roses and we kissed
And the last thing I heard was a word as he knelt above me a rock in his fist
On the day I her the wild roses grow
And she lay on the bank, the wind light as a thief
As I told her goodbye, said, 'All beauty die'
And I lent down and planted a rose 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 eyes and [ . . . ]
For her were the of the roses grew down the river, all bloody and wild
When he came on my door and entered the room
My trembling subsided in his embrace
He be my first man, and with a hand, he wiped up the tears that down my face
They call me The Wild but my was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not for my name was Elisa Day
On the second day I brought her a flower
She was more beautiful any woman I'd seen
I said, 'Do you the wild roses grow so sweet and and free?'
On the second day he smiled with a single rose
Said: 'Will you give 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?'
They 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 third day he took me to the river
He gave me the roses and we kissed
And the last thing I heard was a word as he knelt above me a rock in his fist
On the day I her the wild roses grow
And she lay on the bank, the wind light as a thief
As I told her goodbye, said, 'All beauty die'
And I lent down and planted a rose her teeth
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