Where the Wild Roses Grow

They call me The Wild Rose

  • 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
  • From the first day I saw her I knew she was the one
  • She stared in my eyes and smiled
  • For her lips were the colour of the roses
  • That grew down the river all bloody and wild
  • When he knocked on my door and entered the room
  • My trembling subsided in his sure embrace
  • He would be my first man and with a careful hand
  • He wiped at the tears that ran 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 brought her a flower
  • She was more beautiful than any woman I'd seen
  • I said Do you know where the wild roses grow
  • So sweet and scarlet and free
  • On the second day he came with a single red 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 know
  • For my name was Elisa Day
  • On the third day he took me to the river
  • He showed me the roses and we kissed
  • And the last thing I heard was a muttered word
  • As he knelt above 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 wind light as a thief
  • And I kissed her goodbye
  • Said All beauty must die
  • And lent down and planted a rose between her teeth
  • 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
  • For my name was Elisa Day
  • For my name was Elisa Day
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