Where The Wild Roses Grow
Điệu: Điệu Chachacha
Tone:
[Em]
Capo 3
They [Em] call me The Wild [Am] Rose [Em] ...but my [G] name was Elisa [B7] Day
Why they[Em] call me it I do not [G] know [Em] ...for my [B7] name was Elisa [Em] Day
From the [Em] first day I saw her I [G] knew she was the one
She [Am] stared in my eyes and [B7] smiled
For her [Em] lips were the colour of the [G] roses
That [Am] grew down the river, all [B7] bloody and wild
When he [Em] knocked on my door and [G] entered the room
My [Am] trembling subsided in [B7] his sure embrace
He would [Em] be my first man, and [G] with a careful hand
He [Am] wiped at the tears that [B7] ran down my face
They [Em] call me The Wild [Am] Rose [Em] ...but my [G] name was Elisa [B7] Day
Why they[Em] call me it I do not [G] know [Em] ...for my [B7] name was Elisa [Em] Day
On the [Em] second day I brought her a [G] flower
She was more [Am] beautiful than any [B7] woman I'd seen
I [Em] said, "Do you know where the [G] wild roses grow
[Am] So sweet and scarlet and [B7] free?"
On the [Em] second day he came with a [G] single red rose
He said "[Am] Will you give me your loss and your [B7] sorrow"
I [Em] nodded my head, as I [G] lay on the bed
"If I [Am] show you the roses, will you [B7] follow?"
They [Em] call me The Wild [Am] Rose [Em] ...but my [G] name was Elisa [B7] Day
Why they[Em] call me it I do not [G] know [Em] ...for my [B7] name was Elisa [Em] Day
On the [Em] third day he took me to the [G] river
He [Am] showed me the roses and we [B7] kissed
And the [Em] last thing I heard was a [G] muttered word
As [Am] he knelt above me with a [B7] rock in his fist
On the [Em] last day I took her where the [G] wild roses grow
And [Am] she lay on the bank, the wind [B7] light as a thief
And I [Em] kissed her goodbye, said, "All [G] beauty must die"
And I [Am] lent down and planted a [B7] rose 'tween her teeth
They [Em] call me The Wild [Am] Rose [Em] ...but my [G] name was Elisa [B7] Day
Why they[Em] call me it I do not [G] know [Em] ...for my [B7] name was Elisa [Em] Day
