feel so bad with kylie minogue - where the wild roses grow
They call me The Wild Rose
For my name was Elisa Day
But my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know
As she stared at my eyes and smiled
From the first day I saw her I knew she was the one
That grew down the river, all bloody and wild
For her lips were the colour of the roses
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
She was more beautiful than any woman I'd seen
I said, "Do you know where the wild roses grow
On the second day I brought her a flower
So sweet and scarlet and free?"
He said: "Will you give me your loss and your sorrow?"
I nodded my head, as I lay on the bed
On the second day he came with a single red rose
"If I show you the roses will you follow?"
On the third day he took me to the river
And the last thing I heard was a muttered word
As he knelt above me with a rock in his fist
He showed me the roses and we kissed
On the last day I took her where the wild roses grow
And she lay on the bank, the wind lied as a thief
And lent down and planted a rose between her teeth
As I kissed her goodbye, I said, "All beauty must die"
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