Lyrics

WILD ROSE

VERSE 1
Call it poetry or call it prose
This is a story about Wild Rose
Even when she was a little bud
Prick your finger and draw blood
No man ever got too close
Kept their distance from Wild Rose

CHORUS
Wild, Wild, Wild Rose
No one really knows
Wild, Wild, Wild Rose
Better not get too close
With her hair all flaming red
The color of blood like a flowers head
Wild, Wild Rose
Wild, Wild Rose

VERSE 2
Wild Rose's long thin stems
Always attracted plenty of men
She could read 'em like a book
Sizing them up with just a look
As one would begin to flirt
Wasn't long before they got hurt

CHORUS

VERSE 3 (solos)

CHORUS

VERSE 4
Wild Rose didn't last long
She lived fast and she lived strong
She didn't want to be a wife
Just enjoy the wild life
Gone were all forgotten sins
Like rose petals in the wind

CHORUS OUTRO
Wild Rose, Wild Rose
She's the on no one knows
Wild Rose, Wild Rose
Better not get too close
With her hair all flaming red
The color of blood like a flowers head
Wild, Wild Rose
Wild, Wild Rose
Wild, Wild Rose