Roy Acuff
Kaw Liga

Kaw-Liga was a wooden Indian standin' 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

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 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 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

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


Mirror lyrics:

Kaw-Liga that poor ol' wooden head

Is it any wonder that his face is red?

Poor ol' Kaw-Liga, he don't know what he missed

Poor ol' Kaw-Liga, he never got a kiss

And wishes he was still an old pine tree

Kaw-Liga just stands there as lonely as can be

And took her oh so far away but ol' Kaw-Liga stayed

And then one day a wealthy customer bought the Indian maid

So she could never answer yes or no

Kaw-Liga just stood there and never let it show

His heart was set on the Indian maiden with the coal black hair

Kaw-Liga was a lonely Indian never went nowhere

Kaw-Liga that poor ol' wooden head

Is it any wonder that his face is red?

Poor ol' Kaw-Liga, he don't know what he missed

Poor ol' Kaw-Liga, he never got a kiss

Because his heart was made of knotty pine

Kaw-Liga too stubborn to ever show a sign

The maiden wore her beads and braids and hoped someday he'd talk

He always wore his Sunday feathers and held a tomahawk

So she could never answer yes or no

Kaw-Liga just stood there and never let it show

He fell in love with an Indian maiden over in the antique store

Kaw-Liga was a wooden Indian standin' by the door


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