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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
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 the river, all bloody and wild
When he came 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 down my face
call me The Wild Rose but my name was Day
Why they call me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
On the 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 smiled with a single 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 but my name was Elisa Day
Why me it I do not know for my was Day
On the day he took me to the river
He gave me the roses and we kissed
And the last I heard was a muttered word as he knelt above me a rock in his fist
On the last day I took her where the wild roses grow
And she lay on the bank, the wind as a thief
As I told her goodbye, said, 'All beauty die'
And I lent and planted a between her teeth
Why they call me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
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 the river, all bloody and wild
When he came 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 down my face
call me The Wild Rose but my name was Day
Why they call me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
On the 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 smiled with a single 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 but my name was Elisa Day
Why me it I do not know for my was Day
On the day he took me to the river
He gave me the roses and we kissed
And the last I heard was a muttered word as he knelt above me a rock in his fist
On the last day I took her where the wild roses grow
And she lay on the bank, the wind as a thief
As I told her goodbye, said, 'All beauty die'
And I lent and planted a between her teeth
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