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Bắt đầu làm bài nào

Kaw-liga was a wooden Indian by the door.
He fell in love with an Indian maiden over in the store.
Kaw-liga just stood there and let it show,
So she could answer "yes" or "no."

Poor ol' Kaw-liga, he got a kiss.
Poor ol' Kaw-liga, he don't what he missed.
Is it any wonder his face is red?
Kaw-liga, poor ol' wooden head.

He always wore his Sunday feathers and a tomahawk.
The maiden wore her beads and braids and some day he'd talk.
Kaw-liga, too stubborn to ever a sign,
Because his heart was of knotty pine.

was a lonely Indian, never went nowhere.
His heart was set on the Indian maid the coal black hair.
Kaw-liga just there and never let it show,
So she could never "yes" or "no."

And one day a wealthy customer bought the Indian maid,
And took her, oh, so far away, but ol' stayed.
just stands there as lonely as can be,
And wishes he was still an old tree.