Ronnie Milsap – Kaw-Liga

Ronnie Milsap – Kaw-Liga Lyrics

Artist: Ronnie Milsap
Song: Kaw-Liga

Kaw-Liga was a wooden Indian standing by the door
He fell in love with an Indian maid over an antique store
Kaw-Liga, yoho
He just stood there and never let it show

So she could never answer “Yes” or “No”
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
He always wore his Sunday feathers and held a tomahawk
The maiden wore her beads and braids and hoped some day he’d talk
Kaw-Liga, yoho

He stood there as lonely as can be
And wishing he was still an old pine tree
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
And then one day, a wealthy customer bought the Indian maid
He took her, oh, so far away, and ol’ Kaw-Liga stayed

Kaw-Liga, yoho
He just stood there and never let it show
So she could never answer “Yes” or “No”
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
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Release Year: 1971