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KAW- (Dm) 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 never let it (A7) show
So she could never answer "Yes or (Dm) 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 (A) too stubborn to ever show a sign
Because his heart was made of knotty pine.
(D) Poor ol' KAW-LIGA, he never got a kiss
(G) Poor ol' KAW-LIGA, he don't know what he missed
(D) Is it any wonder that face is (A7) red
KAW-LIGA, that poor ol' wooden (D) head...(Dm)
KAW-LIGA, was a lonely Indian never went nowhere
His heart was set on th Indian maiden with the coal black hair
KAW-LIGA---A, just stood there and never let it show
So she could never answer "Yes or No".
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 lonely as can be
And wishes he was still an old pine tree.