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