Kawliga

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KAW- LIGA, was a wooden Indian 
standing by the door
He fell in love with an Indian maid 
over in the antique store
KAW-LIGA - A, just stood there and 
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never let it show
So she could never answer "YES" or 
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"NO".


[Verse 2]
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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 - A, too stubborn to ever 
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show a sign
Because his heart was made of knotty
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 pine.


[Chorus]
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Poor ol' KAW-LIGA, he never got a 
kiss
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Poor ol' KAW-LIGA, he don't know 
what he missed
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Is it any wonder that his face is 
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red
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KAW-LIGA, that poor ol' wooden head.


[Verse 3]
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KAW-LIGA, was a lonely Indian never 
went nowhere
His heart was set on the Indian 
maiden with the coal black hair
KAW-LIGA - A, just stood there and 
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never let it show
So she could never answer "YES" or 
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"NO".


[Verse 4]
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Then one day a wealthy customer 
bought the Indian maid
And took her, oh, so far away, but 
ol' KAW-LIGA stayed
KAW-LIGA - A, just stands there as 
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lonely as can be
And wishes he was still an old pine 
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tree.


[Chorus]
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Poor ol' KAW-LIGA, he never got a 
kiss
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Poor ol' KAW-LIGA, he don't know 
what he missed
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Is it any wonder that his face is 
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red
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KAW-LIGA, that poor ol' wooden head.