woman: they call me the wild rose 
      but my name was elisa day 
      why they call me it, i do not know 
      for my name was elisa day 
man:  from the first day i saw her i knew she was the one 
      as she stared in my eyes and smiled 
      for her lips were the colors of the roses 
      that grew down the river, all bloody and wild 
woman: when he knocked at 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 at the tears that ran down my face 
man: 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?" 
woman: 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 
man:  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" 
      and lent down and plented a rose between her teeth.  

Get down get down little Henry Lee
And stay all night with me
You won't find a girl in this damned world
That will compare with me
And the wind did howl and the wind did blow
la la la la la,  la la la la lee
A little bird lit down on Henry Lee

I can't get down and I won't get down
And stay all night with thee
For the girl I have in that merry green land
I love her far better than thee
And the wind did howl and the wind did blow
La la la la la, La la la la lee
A little bird lit down on Henry Lee

She leaned herself against a fence
Just for a kiss or two
And with a little pen-knife held in her hand
She plugged him through and through
And the wind did roar and the wind did moan
La la la la la, La la la la lee
A little bird lit down on Henry Lee

Come take him by his lilly-white hands
Come take him by his feet
And throw him in this deep, deep well
Which is more than one hundred feet
And the wind did howl and the wind did blow
La la la la la, La la la la lee
A little bird lit down on Henry Lee

Lie there, lie there, little Henry Lee
Till the flesh drops from your bones
For the girl you have in that merry green land
Can wait forever for you to come home
And the wind did howl and the wind did moan
La la la la la, La la la la lee
A little bird lit down on Henry Lee