Kaw-Liga
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Kaw-Liga
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
(Uhn, uhn, uhn, uhn)
He always wore his Sunday feathers and he held a tomahawk
The maid 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 old Kaw-Liga, he never got his kiss
Poor old Kaw-Liga, he don't know what he missed
Is it any wonder that his face is red?
Kaw-Liga, that poor old wooden head
Kaw-Liga was a lonely Indian, and he 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
(Uhn, uhn, uhn, uhn)
And then one day a wealthy customer bought that Indian maid
And took her oh-so far away, but old Kaw-Liga stayed
Kaw-Liga, just stands there as lonely as can be
And wishes he was still an old pine tree
Poor old Kaw-Liga, he never got his kiss
Poor old Kaw-Liga, he don't know what he missed
Is there any wonder that his face is red?
Kaw-Liga, that poor old wooden head
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
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
(Uhn, uhn, uhn, uhn)
He always wore his Sunday feathers and he held a tomahawk
The maid 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 old Kaw-Liga, he never got his kiss
Poor old Kaw-Liga, he don't know what he missed
Is it any wonder that his face is red?
Kaw-Liga, that poor old wooden head
Kaw-Liga was a lonely Indian, and he 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
(Uhn, uhn, uhn, uhn)
And then one day a wealthy customer bought that Indian maid
And took her oh-so far away, but old Kaw-Liga stayed
Kaw-Liga, just stands there as lonely as can be
And wishes he was still an old pine tree
Poor old Kaw-Liga, he never got his kiss
Poor old Kaw-Liga, he don't know what he missed
Is there any wonder that his face is red?
Kaw-Liga, that poor old wooden head
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.05] Kaw-Liga
[00:04.81] Kaw-Liga
[00:09.70] Kaw-Liga was a wooden Indian standing by the door
[00:14.52] He fell in love with an indian maiden over in the antique store
[00:19.32] Kaw-Liga, just stood there and never let it show
[00:28.73] So she could never answer yes or no
[00:32.50] (Uhn, uhn, uhn, uhn)
[00:36.09] He always wore his Sunday feathers and he held a tomahawk
[00:40.97] The maid wore her beads and braids and hoped someday he'd talk
[00:45.45] Kaw-Liga, too stubborn to ever show a sign
[00:54.80] Because his heart was made of knotty pine
[01:02.14] Poor old Kaw-Liga, he never got his kiss
[01:06.85] Poor old Kaw-Liga, he don't know what he missed
[01:11.56] Is it any wonder that his face is red?
[01:15.99] Kaw-Liga, that poor old wooden head
[01:23.19] Kaw-Liga was a lonely Indian, and he never went nowhere
[01:27.91] His heart was set on the Indian maiden with the coal black hair
[01:32.79] Kaw-Liga, just stood there and never let it show
[01:42.16] So she could never answer yes or no
[01:45.85] (Uhn, uhn, uhn, uhn)
[01:49.50] And then one day a wealthy customer bought that Indian maid
[01:54.09] And took her oh-so far away, but old Kaw-Liga stayed
[01:58.84] Kaw-Liga, just stands there as lonely as can be
[02:08.21] And wishes he was still an old pine tree
[02:15.56] Poor old Kaw-Liga, he never got his kiss
[02:20.19] Poor old Kaw-Liga, he don't know what he missed
[02:24.87] Is there any wonder that his face is red?
[02:29.30] Kaw-Liga, that poor old wooden head
[02:33.85] (Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
[02:41.01]
[00:04.81] Kaw-Liga
[00:09.70] Kaw-Liga was a wooden Indian standing by the door
[00:14.52] He fell in love with an indian maiden over in the antique store
[00:19.32] Kaw-Liga, just stood there and never let it show
[00:28.73] So she could never answer yes or no
[00:32.50] (Uhn, uhn, uhn, uhn)
[00:36.09] He always wore his Sunday feathers and he held a tomahawk
[00:40.97] The maid wore her beads and braids and hoped someday he'd talk
[00:45.45] Kaw-Liga, too stubborn to ever show a sign
[00:54.80] Because his heart was made of knotty pine
[01:02.14] Poor old Kaw-Liga, he never got his kiss
[01:06.85] Poor old Kaw-Liga, he don't know what he missed
[01:11.56] Is it any wonder that his face is red?
[01:15.99] Kaw-Liga, that poor old wooden head
[01:23.19] Kaw-Liga was a lonely Indian, and he never went nowhere
[01:27.91] His heart was set on the Indian maiden with the coal black hair
[01:32.79] Kaw-Liga, just stood there and never let it show
[01:42.16] So she could never answer yes or no
[01:45.85] (Uhn, uhn, uhn, uhn)
[01:49.50] And then one day a wealthy customer bought that Indian maid
[01:54.09] And took her oh-so far away, but old Kaw-Liga stayed
[01:58.84] Kaw-Liga, just stands there as lonely as can be
[02:08.21] And wishes he was still an old pine tree
[02:15.56] Poor old Kaw-Liga, he never got his kiss
[02:20.19] Poor old Kaw-Liga, he don't know what he missed
[02:24.87] Is there any wonder that his face is red?
[02:29.30] Kaw-Liga, that poor old wooden head
[02:33.85] (Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
[02:41.01]