Karaoké Kaw-Liga (live) Charley Pride

Kaw-Liga was a wooden Indian standing by the door

He fell in love with an

Indian maiden over the antique store

Kaw-Liga yo

Well he stood there and never let it show

'Cos she could never answer yes or no no no no

Poor ol' Kaw-Liga well 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 ah ah

Well he stood there as lonely as can be

'Cos his heart was an ol' pine knoty tree tree t-tree

Poor ol' Kaw-Liga well 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

Heve a good time and then one day a wealthy

Customer bought the

Indian maid

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

Kaw-Liga yo

Well he stood there and he never let it show

'Cos she could never answer yes or no no no no

Poor ol' Kaw-Liga well 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

Oh yeah ooh

Ooh ooh oh

Kaw-Liga