歌词
歌曲名 Kaw Liga
歌手名 Hank Williams
作词:Fred Rose+Hank Williams
作曲:Fred Rose+Hank Williams
Liga was a wooden indian standing by the door
He fell in love with an indian mail
over in the antique store
Kaw-liga - a 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 hed talk
Kaw-liga - a 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 dont know what he missed
Is it any wonder that his face is
Red
Kaw-liga that poor ol wooden
Head
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 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 - a just stands there as lonely as can be
And wishes he was still an old pine tree
Poor ol kaw-liga he never got a kiss
Poor ol kaw-liga he dont know what he missed
Is it any wonder that his face is Red
Kaw-liga that poor ol wooden Head
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