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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 Day
From the first day I met her I knew she was the one
As she [ . . . ] in my and [ . . . ]
For her lips the of the roses that grew down the river, all and wild
he came on my door and the room
My trembling in his embrace
He would be my first man, and with a careful hand, he wiped up the tears went down my face
They call me The Wild Rose but my name was Day
Why call 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 where the wild roses grow so sweet and scarlet and free?'
On the second day he with a rose
Said: 'Will you give me your and 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 me it I do not know for my name was Day
On the day he took me to the river
He 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 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 beauty die'
And I lent and planted a rose her
Why they call me it I do not know for my name was Day
From the first day I met her I knew she was the one
As she [ . . . ] in my and [ . . . ]
For her lips the of the roses that grew down the river, all and wild
he came on my door and the room
My trembling in his embrace
He would be my first man, and with a careful hand, he wiped up the tears went down my face
They call me The Wild Rose but my name was Day
Why call 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 where the wild roses grow so sweet and scarlet and free?'
On the second day he with a rose
Said: 'Will you give me your and 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 me it I do not know for my name was Day
On the day he took me to the river
He 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 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 beauty die'
And I lent and planted a rose her
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