Kawliga
Hank Williams, Jr.
ns Play D 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 () just stood there and never 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 knotty pine. () 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 face is () red KAW-LIGA that poor ol’ wooden () head...() 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.