I want to go back to my little grass shack In Kealakekua, Hawai'i
I want to be with all the kane and wahine that I used to know
I can hear old guitars are playing, on the beach at Honaunau
I can hear the old Hawaiians saying E enter May no don't I the hale welekahao
It won't be long till my ship will be sailing back to Kona
Its a grand old place, that's always fair to see
I'm just a little Hawaiian and 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, Hawaiʻi
Where the Humuhumunukunukuapuaʻa Go swimming by
I want to go back to my little grass shack In Kealakekua, Hawai'i
I want to be with all the kane and wahine that I used to know
I can hear old guitars are playing, on the beach at Honaunau
I can hear the old Hawaiians saying E enter May no don't I the hale welekahao
It won't be long till my ship will be sailing back to Kona
Its a grand old place, that's always fair to see
I'm just a little Hawaiian and a homesick island boy
I want to go back to my iʻa and poi
I want to go back to my little grass shack, In Kealakekua, Hawaiʻi
Where the Humuhumunukunukuapuaʻa Go swimming by
Where the Humuhumunukunukuapuaʻa Go swimming by
Where the Humuhumunukunukuapuaʻa Go swimming by