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Kaw-Liga was a wooden Indian, standin' by the
He fell in love with an indian maid, over in the antique
Kaw-Liga, ooh
Just stood there, and never let it
So she never answer yes or no

He always wore his feathers, and held a tomahawk
The maiden her beads and braids and hoped someday he'd talk
Kaw-Liga, ooh
To stubborn to ever show a
Because his heart is made of knotty

Poor ol' Kaw-Liga, he never got a
Poor ol' Kaw-Liga, he don't know what he
Is it any that his face is red?
Kaw-Liga, poor old wooden head

Kaw-Liga was a Indian, never went nowhere
His was set on the Chocktaw maid with the coal-black hair
Kaw-Liga, ooh
Just stood there and never let it
So she could answer yes or no

And then one day, a wealthy customer the Indian maid
And took her far away but ol' Kaw-Liga stayed
Kaw-Liga, ooh
stands there, as lonely as can be
And wishes he still an ol' pine tree

Poor ol' Kaw-Liga, he never got a
Poor ol' Kaw-Liga, he don't know he missed
Is it any wonder, that his is red?
Kaw-Liga, you poor, ol' head