loretta lynn - kaw-liga lyrics
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 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 knoty 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 maid 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
and took her oh so far away but ol’ kaw-liga stayed
kaw-liga just stands there as lonely as can be and wishes he was still an old pine tree
poor ol’ kaw-liga…
kaw-liga that poor ol’ wooden head
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