Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Kaw-Liga vers.1, artist - Hank Williams. Album song Hank Williams · His best songs from A to Z, in the genre Кантри
Date of issue: 07.05.2020
Record label: G.O.P
Song language: English
Kaw-Liga vers.1 |
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 |
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 maiden 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… |