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They me The Wild Rose but my name was Elisa Day
Why call 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 and [ . . . ]
For her lips the colour of the roses grew down the river, all and wild
When he came on my door and entered the room
My subsided in his embrace
He be my first man, and with a careful hand, he wiped up the that went down my face
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 second day I brought her a flower
She was than any 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 rose
Said: 'Will you give me 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 Rose but my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know for my name was Elisa 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 as he knelt above me with a rock in his fist
On the last day I took her where the wild grow
And she lay on the bank, the wind light as a thief
As I told her goodbye, said, 'All beauty must die'
And I lent and planted a between her
Why call 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 and [ . . . ]
For her lips the colour of the roses grew down the river, all and wild
When he came on my door and entered the room
My subsided in his embrace
He be my first man, and with a careful hand, he wiped up the that went down my face
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 second day I brought her a flower
She was than any 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 rose
Said: 'Will you give me 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 Rose but my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know for my name was Elisa 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 as he knelt above me with a rock in his fist
On the last day I took her where the wild grow
And she lay on the bank, the wind light as a thief
As I told her goodbye, said, 'All beauty must die'
And I lent and planted a between her
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