Where The Wild Roses Grow

Chorus: He called me the wild ro-ose But my name was Elisa Day Why he called me that I do not kno-ow 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 Her lips were the colour of the roses That grow 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 off the tears that run down my face Chorus 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 lust and your sorrow" I nodded my head as I lay on the bed "If I show you the roses, will you follow?" Chorus 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 martyr 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 going light as a thief (?) And I kissed her goodbye, said all beauty must die And I leant down and planted a rose between her teeth Chorus