[Verse 1]
Kaw-Liga was a wooden Indian standin' over by the door
Fell in love with a Choctaw maid over in the Georgia store
Kaw-Liga, ooh, standin' there, don't never let it show
She don't ever answer, yes or no

[Verse 2]
He always wore his Sunday feathers and carried his old blackhawk
Maiden wore her beads and braids and hoped someday he'd talk
Kaw-Liga, ooh, standin' there, don't never show a sign
'Cause his heart is made of knotty pine

[Chorus]
Poor ol' Kaw-Liga, you ain't never got a kiss
Poor ol' Kaw-Liga, you don't know what you what miss
Is it any wonder that your face is red?
Kaw-Liga, you poor old wooden head

[Verse 3]
Kaw-Liga was a lonely Indian, never went nowhere
Heart was set on the Choctaw maid wearin' the long, black hair
Kaw-Liga, ooh, standin' there, don't never show a sign
'Cause his heart was made of knotty pine

[Verse 4]
And then one day, a wealthy customer bought the Indian maid
Took her oh so far away and ol' Kaw-Liga stayed
Kaw-Liga, ooh, standin' there, as lonesome as can be
Ah, just wishin' he were still an ol' pine tree
[Chorus]
Poor ol' Kaw-Liga, you just ain't never had no kissin'
Poor ol' Kaw-Liga, hoss, you don't know what you're missin'
Is it any wonder, that your face is red?
Kaw-Liga, you poor, ol' wooden head

[Outro]
Just a head
Just a head