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They call me The Wild Rose but my name was Elisa Day
Why they 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 were the colour of the that grew down the river, all and wild
When he came on my door and entered the room
My trembling subsided in his sure embrace
He would be my man, and with a careful hand, he wiped up the tears that went down my face
They call me The Wild Rose but my was Day
Why call me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
On the second day I her a flower
She was more than any I'd seen
I said, 'Do you know the wild roses so sweet and scarlet and free?'
On the second day he smiled with a 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 will you follow?'
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
On the third day he me to the river
He gave me the roses and we kissed
And the last thing I was a word as he knelt above me a rock in his fist
On the day I took her where the wild grow
And she lay on the bank, the wind light as a thief
As I told her goodbye, said, 'All must die'
And I lent down and a rose between her teeth
Why they 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 were the colour of the that grew down the river, all and wild
When he came on my door and entered the room
My trembling subsided in his sure embrace
He would be my man, and with a careful hand, he wiped up the tears that went down my face
They call me The Wild Rose but my was Day
Why call me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
On the second day I her a flower
She was more than any I'd seen
I said, 'Do you know the wild roses so sweet and scarlet and free?'
On the second day he smiled with a 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 will you follow?'
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
On the third day he me to the river
He gave me the roses and we kissed
And the last thing I was a word as he knelt above me a rock in his fist
On the day I took her where the wild grow
And she lay on the bank, the wind light as a thief
As I told her goodbye, said, 'All must die'
And I lent down and a rose between her teeth
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