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
As she stared in
my eyes and smiled
For her lips were
the colour of
the roses
They 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 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 Id 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 rose
Said Will you give
me your loss and
your sorrow
I nodded my head
as I layed
on the bed
He said 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 stood smiling
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
As I kissed her
goodbye I said All
beauty must die
And I 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
my name was
Elisa Day
For my name was
Elisa Day