Where the Wild Roses Grow
KYLIE MINOGUE:
They call me the Wild Rose
But my name was Eliza Day
Why they call me it I do not know
For my name was Eliza Day
NICK CAVE:
From the first day I saw her I knew she was the one
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
KYLIE MINOGUE:
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 at the tears that ran down my face
They call me the Wild Rose
But my name was Eliza Day
Why they call me it I do not know
For my name was Eliza Day
NICK CAVE:
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?"
KYLIE MINOGUE:
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 alone?"
They call me the Wild Rose
But my name was Eliza Day
Why they call me it I do not know
For my name was Eliza Day
KYLIE MINOGUE:
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 knelt above me with a rock in his fist
NICK CAVE:
On the last day I took her where the wild roses grow
And she lay on the bank, the wind light as a thief
And I kissed her goodbye, said, "All beauty must die"
And I leaned down and planted a rose between her teeth
KYLIE MINOGUE:
They call me the Wild Rose
But my name was Eliza Day
Why they call me it I do not know
For my name was Eliza Day
