1. 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.
2. 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, too stubborn to ever show a sign, Because his heart was made of knotty pine.
BRIDGE: 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.
3. Kaw-liga was a wooden 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.
4. 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.