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They 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
the first day I met her I she was the one
As she [ . . . ] in my and [ . . . ]
For her lips the colour of the roses that grew down the river, all bloody and wild
When he came on my door and the room
My trembling subsided in his sure embrace
He be my first man, and with a careful hand, he wiped up the went down my face
call me The but my name was Elisa Day
Why they 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 I'd seen
I said, 'Do you the wild roses grow so and scarlet and free?'
On the second day he smiled 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?'
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 third day he took me to the river
He gave me the roses and we kissed
And the last thing I heard was a word as he knelt above me a in his fist
On the last day I her the roses grow
And she lay on the bank, the light as a thief
As I told her goodbye, said, 'All must die'
And I lent down and planted a her teeth
Why they call me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
the first day I met her I she was the one
As she [ . . . ] in my and [ . . . ]
For her lips the colour of the roses that grew down the river, all bloody and wild
When he came on my door and the room
My trembling subsided in his sure embrace
He be my first man, and with a careful hand, he wiped up the went down my face
call me The but my name was Elisa Day
Why they 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 I'd seen
I said, 'Do you the wild roses grow so and scarlet and free?'
On the second day he smiled 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?'
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 third day he took me to the river
He gave me the roses and we kissed
And the last thing I heard was a word as he knelt above me a in his fist
On the last day I her the roses grow
And she lay on the bank, the light as a thief
As I told her goodbye, said, 'All must die'
And I lent down and planted a her teeth
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