by Hank Williams and Fred Rose
1. Kaw - (Dm)Li - Ga was a wooden Indian standing by the door
He fell in love with an Indian maiden over in the antique store.
Kaw - Li - ga just stood there and never let it (A7) show
So she could never answer "yes" or (Dm)"no".
He (Dm) always wore his Sunday feathers and held a tomahawk
The maiden wore her beads and braids and hoped some day he'd talk
Kaw - li - ga too stubborn to ever show a (A7)sign
Because his heart was made of knotty (Dm)pine.
(D)Poor ol' Kaw-li-ga, he never got a kiss
(G)Poor ol' Kaw-li-ga, he don't know what he missed
(D)Is it any wonder that his face is (A7)red?
Kaw-li-ga, that poor ol' wooden (D)head.
2. Kaw -(Dm)Li - Ga was a lonely Indian, never went nowhere
His heart was set on the Indian maiden with the coal black hair
Kaw - li - ga. just stood there and never let it (A7)show
So she chould never answer "yes" or (Dm)"no"
And (Dm)then one day a wealthy customer bought the Indian maid
And took her, oh, so far away, but ol' Kaw - li -ga stayed
Kaw - li -ga just stands there as lonely as can (A7)be
And wishes he was still an old pine (Dm) tree.
CHORUS - (Dm)head.