Recorded by Charlie Pride
written by Hank Williams and Fred Rose
[Verse 1]
(Strum chords using a tom-tom beat)
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Kaw-liga was a wooden Indian standing by the door
He fell in love with an Indian maid over in the antique store
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Kaw-liga just stood there and never let it show
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So she could never answer yes or no
[Verse 2]
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He always wore his Sunday feathers and held a tomahawk
The maiden wore her beads and braids and hoped someday he'd talk
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Kaw-liga too stubborn to ever show a sign
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Because his heart was made of knotty pine
[Chorus]
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Poor ol' Kaw-liga he never got a kiss
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Poor ol' Kaw-liga he don't know what he missed
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Is it any wonder that his face is red
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Kaw-liga that poor ol' wooden head
[Verse 3]
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Kaw-liga was a lonely Indian never went nowhere
His heart was set on the Indian maiden with the coal black hair
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Kaw-liga just stood there and never let it show
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So she could never answer yes or no
[Verse 4]
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Then one day a wealthy customer bought the Indian maid
And took her oh so far away but ol' Kaw-liga stayed
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Kaw-liga just stands there as lonely as can be
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And wishes he was still an old pine tree
[Chorus]
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Poor ol' Kaw-liga he never got a kiss
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Poor ol' Kaw-liga he don't know what he missed
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Is it any wonder that his face is red
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Kaw-liga that poor ol' wooden head
