Kawliga-The Residents
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TXT Kawliga-The Residents 文本歌词
Kawliga - The Residents
Poor old Kaw-Liga
He never got a kiss
Poor old Kaw-Liga he
Don't know what he missed
Is it any wonder that his face is red
Kaw-Liga that poor old wooden head
Kaw-Liga was a wooden Indian
Standing by the door
He fell in love with an Indian maiden
Over in the antique store
Just stood there and never let it show
So she could never answer yes or no
He always wore his Sunday feathers
And held a tommy-hawk
The maiden wore her beads braids
And hoped someday he'd talk
Too stubborn to ever shown a sign
Because his heart is made of knotty pine
Kaw-Liga was a lonely Indian
Never went nowhere
His heart was set on the Indian maid
With the coal coal coal black hair
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 old Kaw-Liga stayed
Just stands there as lonely as can be
And wishes he was still an old pine tree
Poor old Kaw-Liga he never got a kiss
Poor old Kaw-Liga he don't
Know what he missed
