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4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 Kaw-Liga, was a wooden Indian standing by the door 6 6 6 6 6 6 6 6 6 He fell in love with an Indian maid 6 6 6 6 -5 5 4 over in the antique store 6 6 7 6 6 6 6 6 6 6 6 6 Kaw-Liga, just stood there and never let it show 6 6 6 6 6 6 -5 5 -4 4 So she could never answer yes or now. 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 He always wore his Sunday feathers and held a tomahawk 5 6 6 6 6 6 6 6 The maiden wore her beads and braids 6 6 6 -5 5 4 and hoped someday he'd talk 6 6 7 6 6 6 6 6 6 6 6 6 Kaw-Liga, too stubborn to ever show a sign 6 6 6 6 6 6 -5 5 -4 4 Because his heart was made of knotty pine. chorus: 6 6 6 6 5 6 6 6 6 6 6 Poor ol' Kaw-Liga, he never got a kiss -6 -6 -6 -6 6 -5 -6 -6 -6 6 -6 Poor ol' Kaw-Liga, he don't know what he missed 6 6 6 6 -6 6 -6 6 6 5 -4 Is it any wonder that his face is red 6 6 6 6 6 -5 5 -4 4 Kaw-Liga, that poor ol' wooden head verse 2 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 chorus: verse 3 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 chorus: