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