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

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

Poor ol' Kaw-Liga, he never got a
Poor ol' Kaw-Liga, he know what he missed
Is it any wonder his face is red?
Kaw-Liga, that old wooden head

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

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

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