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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 name was 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 roses that grew down the river, all and wild
When he on my and the room
My trembling subsided in his sure embrace
He would be my first man, and with a careful hand, he wiped up the tears that went my face
They me The Wild Rose but my was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not for my name was Elisa Day
On the second day I brought her a flower
She was more beautiful than any I'd seen
I said, 'Do you know where the wild grow so sweet and scarlet and free?'
On the second day he with a rose
Said: 'Will you give me your loss and your sorrow?'
I my head, as I lay on the bed
'If I show you the roses will you follow?'
call me The Wild Rose but my name was Day
Why they call me it I do not know for my name was Day
On the day he took me to the river
He gave me the roses and we kissed
And the last thing I heard was a muttered as he above 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 her teeth
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 eyes and [ . . . ]
For her lips were the colour of the roses that grew down the river, all and wild
When he on my and the room
My trembling subsided in his sure embrace
He would be my first man, and with a careful hand, he wiped up the tears that went my face
They me The Wild Rose but my was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not for my name was Elisa Day
On the second day I brought her a flower
She was more beautiful than any I'd seen
I said, 'Do you know where the wild grow so sweet and scarlet and free?'
On the second day he with a rose
Said: 'Will you give me your loss and your sorrow?'
I my head, as I lay on the bed
'If I show you the roses will you follow?'
call me The Wild Rose but my name was Day
Why they call me it I do not know for my name was Day
On the day he took me to the river
He gave me the roses and we kissed
And the last thing I heard was a muttered as he above 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 her teeth
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