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They call me The Wild Rose but my was Elisa Day
Why they 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 were the colour of the that 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 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 so and scarlet and free?'
On the second day he 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 Wild Rose but my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not for my name was Elisa Day
On the day he took me to the river
He gave me the roses and we kissed
And the last I was a muttered word as he knelt me with a rock in his fist
On the day I 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 teeth
Why they 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 were the colour of the that 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 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 so and scarlet and free?'
On the second day he 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 Wild Rose but my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not for my name was Elisa Day
On the day he took me to the river
He gave me the roses and we kissed
And the last I was a muttered word as he knelt me with a rock in his fist
On the day I 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 teeth
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