Waimea Bay

Come with me

Well take a ride

With. The morning sun

Through the country side

All da cars lined up

In the parking lot

Aloha, maybe We find a spot

Hewahewa

Heiau Ali’i

Pu’u O Mahuka

Kahuna Nui

Valley of the  Priests

Where they used to pray

Now we come to play

Waimea Bay

In the sun all the day

Waimea Bay 

Come with me

Where no one goes

By the waterfall

Pink taro grows

The roots go deep

In the soft red clay

As it finds its way

To Waimea Bay

Hewahewa

Heiau Ali’i

Pu’u O Mahuka

Kahuna Nui

The Valley of the Priests

Where they used to pray

Now we come to play

Waimea Bay

In the sun all the day

Waimea Bay

And the big ships stay

In Waimea Bay