Kaw-Liga lyrics
Song information
Artist: Marty Robbins Album: Country
Lyrics
Kaw-liga was a wooden indian standin' by the door He fell in love with an indian maiden over in the antique store Kaw-liga too stubborn to ever 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 someday he'd talk Kaw-liga too stubborn to ever show a sign Because his heart was made of knoty pine
Poor ol' kaw-liga he never got a kiss Poor ol' kaw-liga he don't know what he missed Is there any wonder that his face is red Kaw-liga that poor ol' wooden head [ steel ] Kaw-liga was a lonely indian never went nowhere His heart was set on the indian maiden with the coal black hair Kaw-liga just stood 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 took her oh so far away but ol' kaw-liga stayed Kaw-liga too stubborn to ever show a sign Because his heart was made of knoty pine
Poor ol' kaw-liga he never got a kiss..
[from http://lyrics.doheth.co.uk]
"Country" album track list
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