Lyrics Dolly and Hawkeye - Nancy Sinatra
She′ll
be
32
in
july
And
she's
only
known
one
man
A
blue-eyed
talker
name
of
Hawkeye
And
sometimes,
he
sold
pots
and
pans
He
came
to
her
house
late,
one
summer
When
she
was
ripe
and
22
He
stayed
a
while
with
her
that
summer
And,
if
he
left
we
never
knew
And
he
called
her
Dolly
(called
her
Dolly)
And
he
called
her
Dolly
And
he
called
her
Dolly
She
hasn′t
spoken
since
that
summer
Her
hair
has
changed
to
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
And
he
called
her
Dolly
(called
her
Dolly)
And
he
called
her
Dolly
And
he
called,
her
Dolly
Last
year,
a
man
came
by
to
see
her
He
said
he
was
Hawkeye's
best
friend
He
wondered,
had
she
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
them
to
the
stranger
He
thought
he
heard
old
Hawkeye's
voice
And
he
called
her
Dolly
(called
her
Dolly)
And
he
called
her
Dolly
And
he
called,
her
Dolly
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