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Date: Mon, 5 Feb 1996 10:41:29 +0100
From: klaus.tauber@balu.kfunigraz.ac.at (Tauber Klaus)
Subject: CRD: Where The Wild Roses Grow by Nick Cave and the bad seeds + Kylie Minogue
Where The Wild Rosees Grow
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by Nick Cave And The Bad Seeds + Kylie Minogue
Gm Cm Gm Bb D
R: They call me the wild rose, but my name is Eliza Day
Gm Cm Gm F Gm
Why, they call me like "I do not know", for my name is Eliza Day
Gm Bb Cm
1. On the first day I saw her I knew she was the one she stared in my eyes
D
and smiled
Gm Bb Cm
For her lips with the colour of the roses, that grew down the river
D
All bloody and wine
Gm Bb Cm
When he knocked on my door and he entered the room the trembling subside
D
and in his sure embrace
Gm Bb Cm
He would be my first lad, a worker for hand he wiped off the tears,
D
that run down my face
Gm Cm Gm Bb D
R: They call me the wild rose, but my name is Eliza Day
Gm Cm Gm F Gm
Why, they call me like "I do not know", for my name is Eliza Day
Gm Bb Cm
2. On the second day I brought her a flower, she's more beautiful
D
Than any woman I see
Gm Bb Cm
I said do you know, where the wild roses grow, so sweet and scarlet
D
and free
Gm Bb Cm
On the second day he came with a single red rose, he said give me
D
your loss and your sorrow
Gm Bb Cm
I nodded my head as I lay on the bed, if I show you the roses will you
D
follow
Gm Cm Gm Bb D
R: They call me the wild rose, but my name is Eliza Day
Gm Cm Gm F Gm
Why, they call me like "I do not know", for my name is Eliza Day
Gm Bb Cm
3. On the third day he took me to the river. he showed me the roses
D
and we kissed
Gm Bb Cm
And the last thing I heard was a martered word, as he melt above me
D
with a rock in his face
Gm Bb Cm
On the last day I took her where the wild roses grow, she lay on the
D
bank, the wind light as a thief
Gm Bb Cm
And I kissed her good-bye, said all beauty must die, as I lent down
D
and planted a rose between her tears
Gm Cm Gm Bb D
R: They call me the wild rose, but my name is Eliza Day
Gm Cm Gm F Gm
Why, they call me like "I do not know", for my name is Eliza Day (x3)
Enjoy!
Klaus
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