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They call me The but my name was Elisa Day
Why they 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 of the that grew the river, all bloody and wild
When he on my door and entered the room
My trembling subsided in his sure embrace
He would be my man, and a careful hand, he wiped up the tears that went down my face
They me The Wild Rose but my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know for my 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 where the wild roses so and scarlet and free?'
On the second day he smiled a single rose
Said: 'Will you 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 know for my name was 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 word as he knelt above me with a in his fist
On the last day I took her where the wild roses grow
And she lay on the bank, the light as a thief
As I told her goodbye, said, 'All beauty must die'
And I lent down and planted a rose between her teeth
Why they 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 of the that grew the river, all bloody and wild
When he on my door and entered the room
My trembling subsided in his sure embrace
He would be my man, and a careful hand, he wiped up the tears that went down my face
They me The Wild Rose but my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know for my 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 where the wild roses so and scarlet and free?'
On the second day he smiled a single rose
Said: 'Will you 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 know for my name was 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 word as he knelt above me with a in his fist
On the last day I took her where the wild roses grow
And she lay on the bank, the light as a thief
As I told her goodbye, said, 'All beauty must die'
And I lent down and planted a rose between her teeth
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