#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------# # 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 ========================== 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