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Hank Williams, Jr.( Randall Hank Williams )
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Kaw-Liga -Jr.
Kaw-liga was a wooden Indian, standing by the door He fell in love with an Indian maid, over the antique store Kaw-liga oooh, stands there and never let it show She could never answer 'yes' or 'no'
He always wore his Sunday feathers, held a tomahawk The maiden wore her beads and braids And hoped someday he'd talk Kaw-liga oooh, stood there and never showed a sign Because his heart was made of knotty 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 The one with the coal black hair Kaw-liga oooh, stand there and never let it show Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com She could never answer 'yes' or 'no
And then one day a wealthy customer bought the Indian maid He took her o so far away, but ol' Kaw-liga stayed Kaw-liga oooh, 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
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 oooooohh
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