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Kwa-Liga

アーティスト:Barbara Mandrell 

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Kaw-liga was a wooden Indian standing 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 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 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


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