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Lyrics of Kaw-Liga
Kaw-Liga was a wooden Indian standing by the door
He fell in love with an Indian maiden over in the antique store
Kaw-Liga
Just stood there and never let it show
So she could never answer yes or no
He always wore his Sunday feathers and held a tomahawk
The maiden wore her beads and braids and hoped someday he'd talk
Kaw-Liga too stubborn to ever show a sign
Because his heart was made of knotty pine
Poor ol' Kaw-Liga he never got a kiss
Poor ol' Kaw-Liga he don't know what he missed
Is it any wonder that his face is red?
Kaw-Liga that poor ol' wooden head
Kaw-Liga was a lonely Indian never went nowhere
His heart was set on the Indian maiden with the coal black hair
Kaw-Liga
Just stood there and never let it show
So she could never answer yes or no
And then one day a wealthy customer bought the Indian maid
He took her oh so far away but ol' Kaw-Liga stayed
Kaw-Liga
Just stands there as lonely as can be
And wishes he were still an old pine tree
Poor ol' Kaw-Liga he never got a kiss
Poor ol' Kaw-Liga he don't know what he missed
Is it any wonder that his face is red?
Kaw-Liga that poor ol' wooden head
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as made famous by Hank Williams, Sr.
Original songwriter : Hank Williams, Fred Rose
License courtesy of : Sony ATV France
This title is a cover of Kaw-Liga as made famous by Hank Williams, Sr.
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