Karaoké Kaw-Liga Hank Williams, Jr.

Kaw-Liga was a wooden Indian standin' over by the door

Fell in love with a Chocktaw maid over in the Georgia store

Kaw-Liga ooh

Standin' there

Don't never let it show

She don't ever answer yes or no

And he always wore his Sunday feathers and carried his old black hawk

Maiden wore her beads and braids and hoped someday he'd talk

Kaw-Liga ooh

Standin' there

Don't never show a sign 'cos his heart is made of knotty pine

Poor ol' Kaw-Liga

You ain't never got a kiss

Poor ol' Kaw-Liga

You don't know what you miss

Is it any wonder that your face is red

Kaw-Liga

You poor old wooden head

Kaw-Liga was a lonely Indian

Never went nowhere

Heart was set on the Chocktaw maid wearin' the long black hair

Kaw-Liga ooh

Standin' there

Don't never show a sign 'cos his heart is made of knotty pine

And then one day a wealthy customer bought the Indian maid

Took her oh so far away and ol' Kaw-Liga stayed

Kaw-Liga ooh

Standin' there as lonesome as can be

Ah just wishin' he were still an ol' pine tree

Poor ol' Kaw-Liga

You just ain't never had no kissin'

Poor ol' Kaw-Liga

Hoss you don't know what you're missin'

Is it any wonder that your face is red

Kaw-Liga

You poor ol' wooden head

Just a head

Just a head