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reposted comment/song hey 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 color of the roses that grew down by the river all bloody and wild... When he knocked on my door and entered the room my trembling subsided in his sweet embrace He would be my first man and with 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, he 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 stone in his fist... On the last day I told her where the wild roses grow she lay on the bank,the wind light as a thief, and I kissed her goodbye and I said "all the 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... my name was Elisa Day... my name was ... Nick Cave - Where the wild roses grow |
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