Kaw-Liga

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Johnny Duncan (Skiffle) - Country

Kaw-Liga

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[Intro] Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh [Verse 1] 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" [Verse 2] He always wore his Sunday feathers and held his tomahawk The maiden wore her beads and braids and hoped someday he'd talk Kaw-Liga just stood there and never let it show 'Cause he could never answеr "yes" or "no" [Pre-Chorus] Hey [Chorus] Poor old Kaw-Liga, he nеver got a kiss Poor old Kaw-Liga, well he don't know what he missed Is it any wonder that his face is red? Kaw-Liga, that poor old wooden head [Verse 3] 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 [Verse 4] Until one day, a wealthy customer bought the Indian maid Took her, oh, so far away but old Kaw-Liga stayed Kaw-Liga just stood there as lonely as could be And wished that he was still an old pine tree [Pre-Chorus] Hey [Chorus] 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 [Outro] Kaw-Liga, Kaw-Liga Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

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Credits

Writers
  • Fred Rose
  • Hank Williams