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Kaw-Liga

アーティスト:Loretta Lynn  アルバム:Your Squaw Is On The Warpath 

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Kaw-Liga was a wooden Indian Standing by the door He fell in love with an Indian maid 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 knoty 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


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