Tonalité : D major•
Verse 1
Gm
G
Gm
D
Gm
Colliger was a
wooden Indian
standing by the door
He fell in love with an Indian maiden
older in the antique store
Colliger just stood there
D
and never let it show
So she could never answer yes or no
Gm
He always wore his Sunday feathers
and held a Tommy Hawk
The maiden wore her beads and braids
and hoped someday he'd talk
Colliger!
D
He struggled to ever show a sign
Because his heart was made
Gm
of naughty vine
D
G
Poor old Colliger,
D
G
D
G
he never got a kiss
C
Poor old Colliger,
he don't know what he'd miss
G
D
Is it any wonder that his face is red?
Colliger, that poor old wooden
Gm
D
G
C
head
G
D
Gm
Colliger was a lonely Indian
never went nowhere
His heart was set on the Indian maiden
with the cold black heart.
Collagia just stood there
D
and never let it show.
Gm
So she could never answer yes or no.
And then one day, a wealthy customer
bought the Indian babe
and took her all so far away,
but old Collagia stayed.
Collagen just stands there
D
as lonely as can be
Gm
And wishes he was still an old pine tree
D
G
D
G
Poor old Collagen, he never got a kiss
C
Poor old Collagen,
he don't know what he missed
G
D
G
D
Is it any wonder that his face is red,
Gm
Collage of that poor old wooden head?
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