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mel tillis - kaw-liga كلمات الأغنية

kaw_liga was a wooden indian standin’ 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
so she 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 show a sign
because his heart was made of knoty pine

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

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 let it show
so she could never answer yes or no

and then one day a wealthy customer bought the indian maid
and took her, oh, so far away but ol’ kaw_liga stayed
kaw_liga just stands there as lonely as can be
and wishes 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…

- mel tillis

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