Kaw-Liga

[00:03.50] Kaw-Liga was a wooden Indian standin' by the door
[00:08.01] He fell in love with an Indian maiden over in the antique store
[00:11.72] Kaw-Liga too stubborn to ever let it show
[00:19.83] So she could never answer yes or no.
[00:25.29] He always wore his Sunday feathers and held a tomahawk
[00:28.88] The maiden wore her beads and braids and hoped someday he'd talk
[00:33.37] Kaw-Liga too stubborn to ever show a sign
[00:41.95] Because his heart was made of knoty pine.
[00:49.10] Poor ol' Kaw-Liga he never got a kiss
[00:50.93] Poor ol' Kaw-Liga he don't know what he missed
[00:54.64] Is there any wonder that his face is red
[00:58.26] Kaw-Liga that poor ol' wooden head.
[01:02.79] --- Instrumental ---
[01:19.98] Kaw-Liga was a lonely Indian never went nowhere
[01:23.50] His heart was set on the Indian maiden with the coal black hair
[01:28.09] Kaw-Liga just stood there and never let it show
[01:36.16] So she could never answer yes or no.
[01:40.64] And then one day a wealthy customer bought the Indian maid
[01:44.29] And took her oh so far away but ol' Kaw-Liga stayed
[01:48.89] Kaw-Liga too stubborn to ever show a sign
[01:57.83] Because his heart was made of knoty pine.
[02:02.30] Poor ol' Kaw-Liga he never got a kiss
[02:05.96] Poor ol' Kaw-Liga he don't know what he missed
[02:10.49] Is there any wonder that his face is red
[02:14.07] Kaw-Liga that poor ol' wooden head...
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