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Charley Pride
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Kaw-Liga
作词:Fred Rose, Hank Williams
Kaw-Liga, the wooden Indian standin' by the door He fell in love with an Indian maid over in the antique store Kaw-Liga, well, he just stood there and never let it show Aww, she could never answer yes or 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, well, he stood there as lonely as can be Cause his heart was an ol' pine knoty tree, tree, tree
Poor ol' Kaw-Liga well he never got a kiss 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 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
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, well he stood there and never let it show So 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
Kaw-Liga
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