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call me The Rose but my name was Day
Why they me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
From the first day I met her I knew she was the one
As she [ . . . ] in my eyes and [ . . . ]
For her were the colour of the roses grew down the river, all and wild
When he came on my door and the room
My subsided in his sure embrace
He would be my man, and with a careful hand, he wiped up the tears went my face
They call me The Wild Rose but my was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
On the second day I her a flower
She was more beautiful 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 smiled a single rose
Said: 'Will you give me your and your sorrow?'
I my head, as I lay on the bed
'If I show you the you follow?'
They call me The Wild Rose but my 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 last thing I heard was a muttered as he knelt 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 beauty must die'
And I down and planted a her teeth
Why they me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
From the first day I met her I knew she was the one
As she [ . . . ] in my eyes and [ . . . ]
For her were the colour of the roses grew down the river, all and wild
When he came on my door and the room
My subsided in his sure embrace
He would be my man, and with a careful hand, he wiped up the tears went my face
They call me The Wild Rose but my was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
On the second day I her a flower
She was more beautiful 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 smiled a single rose
Said: 'Will you give me your and your sorrow?'
I my head, as I lay on the bed
'If I show you the you follow?'
They call me The Wild Rose but my 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 last thing I heard was a muttered as he knelt 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 beauty must die'
And I down and planted a her teeth
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