Where the Wild Roses Grow - 2011 - Remaster

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 that 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, "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 that 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
 She lay on the bank, the wind light as a thief
 And I kissed her goodbye, said, "All beauty must die"
 And I lent down and planted a rose 'tween her teeth
 They call me the wild rose
 But my name was Elisa Day
 Why they call me that I do not know
 For my name was Elisa Day
 My name was Elisa Day
 For my name was Elisa Day