ฟังเพลงKaw Liga

Kaw Liga - Johnny Burnette

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 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 knotty 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 maiden with the coal black hair

KAW-LIGA just stood there and never let it show

So she could never answer YES or NO

Then one day a wealthy customer bought the Indian maid

And took her oh so far away but ol' KAW-LIGA stayed

KAW-LIGA just stands there as lonely as can be

And wishes he was still an old pine tree

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