# #Dolly and Hawkeye # 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 Chorus 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 garde (chordiearchive.chordie.com)