Where the wild roses grow   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 From the first day I saw I knew she was the one As 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 up the tears that ran 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 Said, "Will you give me your loss and your sorrow?" I nodded my head, as I lay on the bed He said, "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 muttered word As he stood smiling above me with a rock in his fist On the last day I took her where the wild roses grow And she lay on the bank, the wind light as a thief As I kissed her goodbye, I said "All beauty must die" Leant down and planted a rose between her teeth  © 1995 Mute Song