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(feat. Nick Cave)&#13;
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They call me The Wild Rose&#13;
But my name is Elisa Day&#13;
Why they call me it I do not know&#13;
For my name is Elisa Day&#13;
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From the first day I saw her I knew she was the one&#13;
As she stared in my eyes and smiled&#13;
For her lips were the colour of the roses&#13;
That grew down the river, all bloody and wild&#13;
&#13;
When he knocked on my door and entered the room&#13;
My trembling subsided in his sure embrace&#13;
He would be my first man, and with a careful hand&#13;
He wiped at the tears that ran down my face&#13;
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[Chorus]&#13;
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On the second day I brought her a flower&#13;
She was more beautiful than any woman I'd seen&#13;
I said, &quot;Do you know where the wild roses grow&#13;
So sweet and scarlet and free?&quot;&#13;
&#13;
On the second day he came with a single red rose&#13;
He said: &quot;Will you give me your loss and your sorrow?&quot;&#13;
I nodded my head, as I lay on the bed&#13;
&quot;If I show you the roses will you follow?&quot;&#13;
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[Chorus]&#13;
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On the third day he took me to the river&#13;
He showed me the roses and we kissed&#13;
And the last thing I heard was a muttered word&#13;
As he knelt above me with a rock in his fist&#13;
&#13;
On the last day I took her where the wild roses grow&#13;
And she lay on the bank, the wind light as a thief&#13;
As I kissed her goodbye, I said, &quot;All beauty must die&quot;&#13;
And lent down and planted a rose between her teeth </description><thumbnail_url>http://vds.network.hu/clubvideo/5/5/8/_/558924_54592_2.jpg</thumbnail_url><thumbnail_width>80</thumbnail_width><thumbnail_height>60</thumbnail_height><video_id>558924</video_id></object>
