《Kawliga》歌词

[00:00:05] Kaw-Liga was a wooden Indian standing by the door

[00:00:10] He fell in love with an Indian maiden over in the antique store

[00:00:15] Kaw-Liga just stood there and never let it show

[00:00:24] So she could never answer yes or no

[00:00:29] He always wore his Sunday feathers and held a tomahawk

[00:00:34] The maiden wore her beads and braids and hoped someday he'd talk

[00:00:39] Kaw-Liga too stubborn to ever show a sign

[00:00:48] Because his heart was made of knoty pine

[00:00:54] Poor ol' Kaw-Liga he never got a kiss

[00:00:59] Poor ol' Kaw-Liga he don't know what he missed

[00:01:04] Is it any wonder that his face is red

[00:01:08] Kaw-Liga that poor ol' wooden head

[00:01:36] Kaw-Liga was a lonely Indian never went nowhere

[00:01:41] His heart was set on the Indian maiden with the coal black hair

[00:01:46] Kaw-Liga just stood there and never let it show

[00:01:55] So she could never answer yes or no

[00:02:00] And then one day a wealthy customer bought the Indian maid

[00:02:05] And took her oh so far away but ol' Kaw-Liga stayed

[00:02:10] Kaw-Liga just stands there as lonely as can be

[00:02:19] And wishes he was still an old pine tree

[00:02:28] Poor ol' Kaw-Liga