Noirsville Tunes of The Week.

In honor of Pearl Harbor we'll submit two tunes that probably most of the 2,403 American sailors, marines, soldiers, airmen, and civilians who were killed and 1,143 who were wounded may have listened to that last peaceful Saturday night on Dec 6th 1941.

Sol Ho'opi'i (1902–16 November 1953) was born in Honolulu, Hawaii. He was a Native Hawaiian guitarist, claimed by many as the all-time best lap steel guitar virtuoso.

My Little Grass Shack

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

Hula Girl

Sol Hoopii

All the time in the tropical clime

Where they do the hula hula dance

I fell in love with a chocolate dove

While learning that funny funny dance

This poor little kid, why she never did

A bit of loving before

So I made up my mind, that I struck a find

The only girl I'd dare adore

I love a pretty little Honolulu hula (hapa-haole) hula girl

She's the candy kid to wriggle, Hula girl

She will surely make you giggle, Hula girl

With her naughty little wiggle

Some day I'm goin' to try to make

This hula hula girlie mine, this girlie mine

'Cause all the while I'm dreaming of her

My Honolulu (hapa-haole) hula girl

I love a pretty little Honolulu hula (hapa-haole) hula girl

She's the candy kid to wriggle, Hula girl

She will surely make you giggle, Hula girl

With her naughty little wiggle

Some day I'm goin' to try to make

This hula hula girlie mine, this girlie mine

'Cause all the while I'm dreaming of her

My Honolulu (hapa-haole) hula girl

(extra verse)

Out at the beach, with your dear little peach

Where the waves are rolling in so high

Holding her hand, while you sit on the sand,

You promise you'll win her heart or die

You start in to tease, you give her a squeeze

Her heart is all in a whirl

If you get in a pinch, go to it's a cinch

When spooning with a hula girl