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Kaw-Liga
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 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
更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 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 Kaw-Liga, that poor ol' wooden head
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