Performed By:  Hank Williams (1952)
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Kaw-Liga was a wooden Indian, standin' by the door;
He fell in love with and 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 some day he'd talk.
Kaw-Liga stubborn to never show a sign,
'Cause his heart was made of knotty pine.

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.

Kaw-Liga was a lonely Indian, never went no where;
His heart was set on the Indian maid with the the coal black hair.
Kaw-Liga stood there and never let it show,
So she could never answer yes or no.

Then one day a wealthy customer bought the Indian maid
And took her oh so very far away.
Kaw-Liga stands there just as lonely as can be,
And wishes he was still an old pine tree.

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