Do believe I'm 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 I'm right good of holding on to secrets

And don't 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, y'all

Nobody's friend but mine

Hey now, you can say he's 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, y'all

Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody 



I'm right good at holding on, holding on, holding on



Honalei, it's raining

Honalei, (sure 'nuf) it's raining (listen here)

Honalei (it's rainin')

Honalei (muddy waters)



Talking 'bout a one man parade, y'all

Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody 

I'm right good at holding on, holding on, holding on

La, la, la