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They call me The Wild but my name was Day
Why call me it I do not 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 the colour of the roses grew down the river, all bloody and wild
When he came on my door and entered the room
My trembling subsided in his embrace
He be my man, and with a careful hand, he wiped up the that went down my face
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
On the day I brought her a flower
She was more than any woman I'd seen
I said, 'Do you know where the roses so sweet and scarlet and free?'
On the second day he smiled a rose
Said: 'Will you give me your loss and your sorrow?'
I nodded my head, as I lay on the bed
'If I show 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 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 knelt 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 die'
And I down and planted a rose her teeth
Why call me it I do not 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 the colour of the roses grew down the river, all bloody and wild
When he came on my door and entered the room
My trembling subsided in his embrace
He be my man, and with a careful hand, he wiped up the that went down my face
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
On the day I brought her a flower
She was more than any woman I'd seen
I said, 'Do you know where the roses so sweet and scarlet and free?'
On the second day he smiled a rose
Said: 'Will you give me your loss and your sorrow?'
I nodded my head, as I lay on the bed
'If I show 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 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 knelt 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 die'
And I down and planted a rose her teeth
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