MY LITTLE GRASS SHACK-1933

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 THE GUITARS PLAYING ON THE BEACH AT HONAUNAU.
I CAN HEAR THE 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 HUMU-HUMU-NUKU-NUKU-APUA-A GO SWIMMING BY.
WHERE THE HUMU-HUMU-NUKU-NUKU-APUA-A GO SWIMMING BY.