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They call me The Wild but my name was Elisa Day
Why 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 and [ . . . ]
For her lips were the colour of the roses that grew the river, all bloody and wild
he came on my door and entered the room
My trembling subsided in his sure embrace
He would be my first man, and with a hand, he wiped up the tears 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 Elisa Day
On the second day I her a flower
She was beautiful than any I'd seen
I said, 'Do you know the wild grow so sweet and and free?'
On the 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 will you follow?'
me The Wild Rose but my name was Day
Why me it I do not know for my name was Elisa 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 me with a rock 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 die'
And I lent and planted a rose between her teeth
Why 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 and [ . . . ]
For her lips were the colour of the roses that grew the river, all bloody and wild
he came on my door and entered the room
My trembling subsided in his sure embrace
He would be my first man, and with a hand, he wiped up the tears 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 Elisa Day
On the second day I her a flower
She was beautiful than any I'd seen
I said, 'Do you know the wild grow so sweet and and free?'
On the 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 will you follow?'
me The Wild Rose but my name was Day
Why me it I do not know for my name was Elisa 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 me with a rock 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 die'
And I lent and planted a rose between her teeth
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