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They call me The Wild Rose but my name was Day
Why they me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
From the day I met her I knew she was the one
As she [ . . . ] in my eyes and [ . . . ]
For her lips were the colour of the roses grew the river, all and wild
When he came on my door and entered the room
My trembling subsided in his embrace
He would be my man, and with a careful hand, he up the tears that went my face
They call me The Wild Rose but my name was Elisa Day
Why call me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
On the day I her a flower
She was more beautiful than any woman I'd seen
I said, 'Do you know where the wild grow so sweet and scarlet and free?'
On the second day he smiled with a rose
Said: 'Will you give me your loss and sorrow?'
I nodded my head, as I lay on the bed
'If I show you the roses will you follow?'
They call me The Rose but my name was Elisa Day
Why call me it I do not know for my 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 heard was a muttered word as he me with a in his fist
On the last day I took her where the wild roses 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 planted a rose between her
Why they me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
From the day I met her I knew she was the one
As she [ . . . ] in my eyes and [ . . . ]
For her lips were the colour of the roses grew the river, all and wild
When he came on my door and entered the room
My trembling subsided in his embrace
He would be my man, and with a careful hand, he up the tears that went my face
They call me The Wild Rose but my name was Elisa Day
Why call me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
On the day I her a flower
She was more beautiful than any woman I'd seen
I said, 'Do you know where the wild grow so sweet and scarlet and free?'
On the second day he smiled with a rose
Said: 'Will you give me your loss and sorrow?'
I nodded my head, as I lay on the bed
'If I show you the roses will you follow?'
They call me The Rose but my name was Elisa Day
Why call me it I do not know for my 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 heard was a muttered word as he me with a in his fist
On the last day I took her where the wild roses 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 planted a rose between her
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