This is one of the many collectibles left at our farmstead when we bought it.
Every time I see him an old Charlie Pride song runs through my head.
"Coligha was a wooden Indian standing by the door.
He fell in love with an Indian maiden over in the antique store.
Coligha yoohoo
Then one day a wealthy customer bought the Indian maid.
Took the girl so far away that old Coligha stayed.
Cooligha yoohoo
Poor old Coligha never got a kiss.
Poor old Coligha don't know what he missed.
Is it any wonder that his face is red.
Coligha that poor old wooden head."
4 comments:
you need to find your Coligha a mate!
Mama loved Charley Pride but I don't recall this song! Cute!
I love that song!
And I love your wooden indian, too!
I would probably have that song running through my head so much I would get sick of it. LOL
What a great thing to leave behind.
Such a handsome woodenhead! I love your Coligha!
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