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They call me The but my name was Elisa Day
Why they call 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 of the that grew down the river, all bloody and wild
When he came on my and the room
My subsided in his sure embrace
He would be my man, and a hand, he wiped up the that down my face
They call me The Wild 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 brought her a flower
She was more beautiful than any woman I'd seen
I said, 'Do you know the wild grow so sweet and scarlet and free?'
On the second day he with a rose
Said: 'Will you me your loss and your sorrow?'
I nodded my head, as I lay on the bed
'If I you the roses 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 I was a muttered word as he above me with a rock 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 her goodbye, said, 'All must die'
And I lent down and planted a rose between her teeth
Why they call 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 of the that grew down the river, all bloody and wild
When he came on my and the room
My subsided in his sure embrace
He would be my man, and a hand, he wiped up the that down my face
They call me The Wild 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 brought her a flower
She was more beautiful than any woman I'd seen
I said, 'Do you know the wild grow so sweet and scarlet and free?'
On the second day he with a rose
Said: 'Will you me your loss and your sorrow?'
I nodded my head, as I lay on the bed
'If I you the roses 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 I was a muttered word as he above me with a rock 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 her goodbye, said, 'All must die'
And I lent down and planted a rose between her teeth
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