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They me The Wild Rose but my name was Elisa Day
Why call me it I do not know for my 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 the colour of the roses that grew down the river, all and wild
he on my and the room
My subsided in his sure embrace
He would be my first man, and with a hand, he wiped up the tears that went down my face
They call me The Rose but my name was Elisa Day
Why they me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
On the second day I her a flower
She was more beautiful than any I'd seen
I said, 'Do you know the wild roses grow so sweet and and free?'
On the second day he smiled with a single rose
Said: 'Will you give me loss and your sorrow?'
I nodded 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 name was Elisa Day
Why 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 was a muttered word as he knelt above me with a rock in his fist
On the day I took her where the roses grow
And she lay on the bank, the as a thief
As I told her goodbye, said, 'All beauty must die'
And I lent down and planted a rose between her teeth
Why call me it I do not know for my 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 the colour of the roses that grew down the river, all and wild
he on my and the room
My subsided in his sure embrace
He would be my first man, and with a hand, he wiped up the tears that went down my face
They call me The Rose but my name was Elisa Day
Why they me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
On the second day I her a flower
She was more beautiful than any I'd seen
I said, 'Do you know the wild roses grow so sweet and and free?'
On the second day he smiled with a single rose
Said: 'Will you give me loss and your sorrow?'
I nodded 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 name was Elisa Day
Why 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 was a muttered word as he knelt above me with a rock in his fist
On the day I took her where the roses grow
And she lay on the bank, the as a thief
As I told her goodbye, said, 'All beauty must die'
And I lent down and planted a rose between her teeth
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