Paroles Kaw-Liga de Hank Williams

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Kaw-Liga was a wooden indianStandin' over by the doorFell in love with a Chocktaw maidOver in the Georgia storeKaw-Liga, oooohhhhStandin' there, don't never let it showShe don't ever answer yes or noAn, he always wore his Sunday feathersAnd carried his old black 'hawkMaiden wore her beads and braidsAn hoped someday he'd talkKaw-Liga, oooohhhhStandin' there, don't never show a sign'Cause his heart is made of knotty pineChorusPoor ol' Kaw-Liga, ain't never got a kissPoor ol' Kaw-Liga, you don't know what you what missIs it any wonder, that his face is red?Kaw-Liga, you poor old wooden headKaw-Liga was a lonely indianNever went nowhereHeart was set on the Chocktaw maidWearin' the long, black hairKaw-Liga, oooohhhhStandin' there, don't never show a sign'Cause his heart was made of knotty pineAnd then one day, a wealthy customerBought the indian maidTook her oh so far awayAn' ol' Kaw-Liga stayedKaw-Liga, oooohhhhStandin' there, as lonesome as can beAh just wishin' he were still an ol' pine treeChorusPoor ol' Kaw-LigaYou just ain't never had no kissin'Poor ol' Kaw-LigaHoss, you don't know what your missin'Is it any wonder, that your face is red?Kaw-Liga, you poor, ol' wooden headJust a headJust a head

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