My Little Grass Shack In Kealakekua Hawaii

I want to go back to my little grass shack in Kealakekua, Hawaii
 I want to be with all the kanes and wahines that I knew long ago
 I can hear old guitars a playing, on the beach at Hoonaunau
 I can hear the Hawaiians saying "Komomai no kaua ika hale welakahao"
 It won't be long 'til my ship will be sailing back to Kona
 A grand old place that's always fair to see
 I'm just a little Hawaiian and a homeside Island boy
 I want to go back to my fish and poi
 I want to go back to my little grass shack in Kealakekua, Hawaii
 Where the Humuhumu, Nukunuku a puaa goes swimming by
 Where the Humuhumu, Nukunuku a puaa goes swimming by
 I want to go back to my little grass shack in Kealakekua, Hawaii
 I want to be with all the kanes and wahines that I knew long ago
 I can hear old guitars a playing, on the beach at Hoonaunau
 I can hear the Hawaiians saying "Komomai no kaua ika hale welakahao"
 It won't be long 'til my ship will be sailing back to Kona
 A grand old place that's always fair to see
 I'm just a little Hawaiian and a homeside Island boy
 I want to go back to my fish and poi
 I want to go back to my little grass shack in Kealakekua, Hawaii
 Where the Humuhumu, Nukunuku a puaa goes swimming by