Capo: 2ns Play D
 
KAW- (Dm) LIGA, was a wooden Indian standing by the door 
 
He fell in love with an Indian maid over in the antique store 
 
Kaw-liga (A) just stood there and never let it (A7) show 
 
So she could never answer "Yes or (Dm) No'. 
 
 
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 (A) too stubborn to ever show a sign 
 
Because his heart was made of knotty pine. 

[Refrão]
(D) Poor ol' KAW-LIGA, he never got a kiss 
 
(G) Poor ol' KAW-LIGA, he don't know what he missed 
 
(D) Is it any wonder that face is (A7) red 
 
KAW-LIGA, that poor ol' wooden (D) head...(Dm) 
KAW-LIGA, was a lonely Indian never went nowhere 
 
His heart was set on th Indian maiden with the coal black hair 
 
KAW-LIGA---A, 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---A , just stands there as lonely as can be 
 
And wishes he was still an old pine tree.