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      Kaw-Liga

      Hank Williams Jr

      Album: Habits Old And New

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      Hank Williams Jr - Kaw-Liga Música y Letra

      Kaw-liga was a wooden Indian standing by the door.
      He fell in love with an Indian maiden over in the antique store.
      Kaw-liga just stood there and never let it show,
      So she could never answer "yes" or "no."
      
      Poor ol' Kaw-liga, he never got a kiss.
      Poor ol' Kaw-liga, he don't know what he missed.
      Is it any wonder that his face is red?
      Kaw-liga, that poor ol' wooden head.
      
      He always wore his Sunday feathers and held a tomahawk.
      The maiden wore her beads and braids and hoped some day he'd talk.
      Kaw-liga, too stubborn to ever show a sign,
      Because his heart was made of knotty pine.
      
      Kaw-liga was a lonely Indian, never went nowhere.
      His heart was set on the Indian maid 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 just stands there as lonely as can be,
      And wishes he was still an old pine tree.

      Hank Williams Jr - Kaw-Liga Música y Letra

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