Charley Pride - Kaw-Liga lyrics

[Charley Pride - Kaw-Liga lyrics]

Kaw-Liga was a wooden Indian
Standin' by the door
He fell in love with an Indian
Maiden over in the antique store
Kaw-Liga well he just stood there
And never let it show
So she could never answer yes or no
Poor ol' Kaw-Liga well 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

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 well he stood there as
Lonely as can be
Cause his heart was an ol' pine knoty tree
Poor ol' Kaw-Liga
And then one day a wealthy
Customer bought the Indian maid
He took her oh so far
Away but ol' Kaw-Liga stayed
Well he stood there and never let it show
So she could never answer yes or no
Poor ol' Kaw-Liga

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