Minni-ha-cha was the name of the maid That was old Kawliga's gal The customer took far far away But Kawliga's with her now Minni-ha-cha She left a trail for ol' wooden head to find Now ol' Kawliga's with her all the time
She dropped her beads along the way To make a trail for him She knew if ol Kawliga stayed her life would be so grim Minni-ha-cha How she loved that poor ol' wooden head The man of knotty pine with a face so red Minni-ha-cha
Years have passed and now at last they got Papoose by the score Kawliga beats his old tom tom while she sweeps the floor Minni-ha-cha She works her fingers to the bone While ol' Kawliga sings an Indian song Minni-ha-cha
Now you've heard the story about a wooden head affair An Indian with a tomahawk and a maiden with the coal black hair Minni-ha-cha They're as happy as anyone can be 'Cause they're together and have a family Minni-ha-chaTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
