MY LITTLE GRASS SHACK IN KEALAKEKUA, HAWAII
Da-da-du-da-da, da-da-di-da

Da-da-di-da, da-da-da

Da-da-du-da-da, da-da-di-da

Da-da-di-da

 

I wanna go back to my little grass shack in Kealakekua, Hawaii.

I wanna be with all the kanes and wahines that I knew long ago.
So long ago.

I can hear old guitars a-playing on the beach at Ho´onaunau

I can hear the hawaiians saying:

“ Komo mai no kaua ika hale welakahao”.

 

It won´t be long ´til my ship will be sailing back to Kona.

It´s a grand old place that´s always fair to see, you´re telling me.

You know I´m just a little hawaiian and a homesick island boy,

I wanna go back to my fish and poi.

I wanna go back to my little grass shack in Kealakekua, Hawaii.
Where the Humuhumunukunukuapuaa goes swimming by.

Where the Humuhumunukunukuapuaa goes swimming by.

Da-da, da-da, da…

 

I can hear old guitars a-playing on the beach at Ho´onaunau

I can hear the hawaiians saying:

“ Komo mai no kaua ika hale welakahao”

 

Da-da-da, da-da…

 

Oh, the island girls are always fair to see, you´re telling me.

You know I´m just a little hawaiian and a homesick island boy,

I wanna go back to my fish and poi.

I wanna go back to my little grass shack in Kealakekua, Hawaii.
Where the Humuhumunukunukuapuaa goes swimming by.

Where the Humuhumunukunukuapuaa goes swimming by.

Da, du-da!