Johnny Duncan – Kaw-Liga Lyrics
Artist: Johnny Duncan
Song: Kaw-Liga
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”
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 let it show
Cause he could never answer “yes” or “no”
Poor old Kaw-Liga, hе never got a kiss
Poor old Kaw-Liga, he don’t know what hе missed
Is it any wonder, that his face is red?
Kaw-Liga, that poor old 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 showed a sign
Because his heart was made of knotty pine
Until one day, a wealthy customer bought the Indian maid
And took her, oh, so far away but old Kaw-Liga stayed
Kaw-Liga just stood there as lonely as could be
And wished he was still an old pine tree
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
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Release Year: 1958