I want to go back to little grass shack
In Kealakekua, Hawaii
I want to be with all the kanes and wahines
That I used to know long ago
I can hear the old guitars playing
On the beach at Honaunau
I can hear the old Hawaiians saying
Komo mai no kaua i ka hale welakahao
It won’t be long till my ship will be sailing
Back to Kona
A grand old place
That’s always fair to see, you’re telling me
I’m just a little Hawaiian
A 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 humuhumunukunukuapua’a
Go swimming by