[D]Steel blue eyes
And coal-black [A]hair
Not large in size
But strong as a [D]bear
His eyes could cut right thru [D]you
Or soften to corn-flower [A]blue
Reflecting, and under- standing
And caring?? t[D]oo
Late [G]in life, the cataracts c[D]ame
Primitive methods took his lenses [A]too
Replaced by thick glasses, what a shame
No more eyes of b[D]lue
Dad told me in last few [D]days
He had been to earths edge, and I [A]knew
As he whispered those words,
I saw, once again those eyes of [D]blue
I saw, once again [A]those eyes of [D]blue
And coal-black [A]hair
Not large in size
But strong as a [D]bear
His eyes could cut right thru [D]you
Or soften to corn-flower [A]blue
Reflecting, and under- standing
And caring?? t[D]oo
Late [G]in life, the cataracts c[D]ame
Primitive methods took his lenses [A]too
Replaced by thick glasses, what a shame
No more eyes of b[D]lue
Dad told me in last few [D]days
He had been to earths edge, and I [A]knew
As he whispered those words,
I saw, once again those eyes of [D]blue
I saw, once again [A]those eyes of [D]blue
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