Dolly and Hawkeye
She'll be thirty two in July and she's only known one man
A blue-eyed talker name of Hawkeye, sometimes he sold pots and pans
He came to her house late one summer when she was ripe and twenty two
He stayed awhile with her that summer and if he left we never knew
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And he called her Dolly, and he called her Dolly
And he called...., called her Dolly
She hasn't spoken since that summer, her hair has turned a silver grey
Her eyes turned yellow like the roses she weeds and waters everyday
And people come to buy the roses but sell them one she will not do
She sits there in her six foot garden and counts the roses two-by-two
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One day a man came by to see her, he said he was Hawkeye's best friend
He wondered had she'd seen old Hawkeye her yellows eyes smiled up at him
She turned and walked down to her garden and picked two roses of her choice
And when she gave em to the stranger he thought he heard old Hawkeye's voice
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by: José Duarte