Do believe Im gonna clap my hands
Think I might tap my feet
Put together a one man band
Take a walk on down the street
Have a one man parade
Nobody needs to know
cause Im right good of holding on to secrets
And dont believe they show
All I want is a little dog
To be walking at my right hand
Taking a breeze just as free as you please
Maybe checking out occasional garbage cans
Talking bout a one dog, yall
Nobodys friend but mine
Hey now, you can say hes looking kind of funky
But I do believe it suits me just fine
We were off road again
A was wondering what to do
Ah, but honalei,
It was pouring down rain
Baby she had the low down blues
Hey now, I was looking for my walking cane
Tying on my highway shoes
Thinking bout a one man parade, yall
Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody
Im right good at holding on, holding on, holding on
Honalei, its raining
Honalei, (sure nuf) its raining (listen here)
Honalei (its rainin)
Honalei (muddy waters)
Talking bout a one man parade, yall
Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody
Im right good at holding on, holding on, holding on
La, la, la