Kaw-Liga(Single Version) - 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

maid 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

don't 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

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

don't know what he missed

Is it any wonder that his face is

Red

Kaw-liga that poor ol wooden

Head