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 Hōonaunau
I can hear the Hawaiians saying "Komo mai no kāua i ka hale wela ka hao"
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 homesick Island boy
I want to go back to my fish and poi
I want to go back to my little grass shack in Kealakekua, Hawaiʻi
Where the humuhumunukunukuapuaʻa goes swimming by
Where the humuhumunukunukuapuaʻa goes swimming by

I want to go back to my little grass shack in Kealakekua, Hawaiʻi
I want to be with all the kanes and wahines that I knew long ago
I can hear the old guitars playing, on the beach at Hōonaunau
I can hear the Hawaiians saying "Komo mai no kāua ika hale wela ka hao"
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 homesick 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 humuhumuhukunukuapuaʻa goes swimming by