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They call me The Wild Rose but my name was 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 lips were the of the roses that grew down the river, all bloody and wild
When he came on my door and entered the room
My trembling in his sure embrace
He would be my first man, and with a careful hand, he wiped up the tears that went down my face
me The Rose but my name was 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 beautiful any woman I'd seen
I said, 'Do you know the wild roses grow so and scarlet and free?'
On the second day he smiled a single rose
'Will you me and your sorrow?'
I nodded my head, as I lay on the bed
'If I show you the will you follow?'
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 third day he took me to the river
He gave me the roses and we kissed
And the last thing I heard was a as he knelt above me a in his fist
On the last day I her where the wild roses grow
And she lay on the bank, the wind as a thief
As I told her goodbye, said, 'All beauty must die'
And I lent down and planted a 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 lips were the of the roses that grew down the river, all bloody and wild
When he came on my door and entered the room
My trembling in his sure embrace
He would be my first man, and with a careful hand, he wiped up the tears that went down my face
me The Rose but my name was 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 beautiful any woman I'd seen
I said, 'Do you know the wild roses grow so and scarlet and free?'
On the second day he smiled a single rose
'Will you me and your sorrow?'
I nodded my head, as I lay on the bed
'If I show you the will you follow?'
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 third day he took me to the river
He gave me the roses and we kissed
And the last thing I heard was a as he knelt above me a in his fist
On the last day I her where the wild roses grow
And she lay on the bank, the wind as a thief
As I told her goodbye, said, 'All beauty must die'
And I lent down and planted a her teeth
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