Kaw-Liga

[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
Kaw-Liga was a wooden Indian standing by the door
He fell in love with an Indian maid over in the antique store
Kaw-Liga just stood there and never let it show
'Cause he could never answer "yes" or "no"

[Verse 2]
He always wore his Sunday feathers and held his tomahawk
The maiden wore her beads and braids and hoped someday he'd talk
Kaw-Liga just stood there and never let it show
'Cause he could never answеr "yes" or "no"

[Pre-Chorus]
Hey

[Chorus]
Poor old Kaw-Liga, he nеver got a kiss
Poor old Kaw-Liga, well he don't know what he missed
Is it any wonder that his face is red?
Kaw-Liga, that poor old wooden head

[Verse 3]
Kaw-Liga was a lonely Indian, never went nowhere
His heart was set on the Indian maid with the coal black hair
Kaw-Liga just stood there and never showed a sign
Because his heart was made of knotty pine

[Verse 4]
Until one day, a wealthy customer bought the Indian maid
Took her, oh, so far away but old Kaw-Liga stayed
Kaw-Liga just stood there as lonely as could be
And wished that he was still an old pine tree

[Pre-Chorus]
Hey

[Chorus]
Poor old Kaw-Liga, he never got a 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

[Outro]
Kaw-Liga, Kaw-Liga
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