Kaw Liga
Hank Williams JR"Kaw Liga" is a song by Hank Williams JR, released in 2012 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:21 long and contains 30 lines and 238 words.
0:05Kaw Liga was a wooden Indian
0:07Standin' over by the door
0:09He fell in love with an Indian maid
0:12Over the antique store
0:14Kaw Liga oooh just stands there and never let it show
0:23So she could never answer yes or no
0:28He always wore his Sunday feathers
0:30Held a tomahawk
0:32The maiden wore her beads and braids
0:34And hoped someday he'd talk
0:37Kaw Liga oooh stood there and never showed a sign
0:46Because his heart was made of knotty pine
0:50Poor ol' Kaw Liga he never got a kiss
0:54Poor ol' Kaw Liga he don't know what he missed
0:59Is it any wonder that his face is red
1:03Kaw Liga that poor ol' wooden head
1:24Kaw Liga was a lonely Indian never went nowhere
1:28His heart was set on the Indian maid
1:30The one with the coal black hair
1:32Kaw Liga oooh just stand there and never let it show
1:41So she could never answer yes or no
1:46And then one day a wealthy customer bought the Indian maid
1:51And he took her oh so far away
1:53But ol' Kaw Liga stayed
1:55Kaw Liga oooh just stands there as lonely as can be
2:04And wishes he was still an old pine tree
2:08Poor ol' Kaw Liga he never got a kiss
2:12Poor ol' Kaw Liga he don't know what he missed
2:16Is it any wonder that his face is red
2:21Kaw Liga that poor ol' wooden head
Kaw Liga was a wooden Indian Standin' over by the door He fell in love with an Indian maid Over the antique store Kaw Liga oooh just stands there and never let it show So 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 just stand 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 he took her oh so far away But ol' Kaw Liga stayed Kaw Liga oooh 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
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