Kaw-Liga Lyrics

Hank Williams


publisher: ©Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
writers: Fred Rose, Hank Williams Sr.
album: Track 7 in album Memorial Album
release date: 1953
popularity : 6 users have visited this page.
genres: Folk, World, & Country
styles: Country
length: 2:31

Cover Art

Hank Williams Memorial Album cover art
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Kaw-liga was a wooden Indian standing by the door.
He fell in love with an Indian maiden over in the antique store.
Kaw-liga just stood there and never let it show,
So she could never answer "yes" or "no."

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.

He always wore his Sunday feathers and held a tomahawk.
The maiden wore her beads and braids and hoped some day he'd talk.
Kaw-liga, too stubborn to ever show a sign,
Because his heart was made of knotty pine.

Kaw-liga was a lonely Indian, never went nowhere.
His heart was set on the Indian maid with the coal black hair.
Kaw-liga just stood there and never let it show,
So she could never answer "yes" or "no."

And 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.


Track Listing


10" Vinyl 1
  • 1 Your Cheatin' Heart
  • 2 You Win Again
  • 3 Cold Cold Heart
  • 4 I Could Never Be Ashamed of You
  • 5 Settin' the Woods on Fire
  • 6 Hey Good Lookin'
  • 7 Kaw-Liga
  • 8 Half as Much