| I've been away from home so long | |
| I miss you now and then | |
| Walking beside the mountain stream | |
| Or hiking around the bend | |
| Catching the rays of the morning sun | |
| In the blue Manoa sky | |
| Watching the leaves falling silently | |
| From Kukuni trees on high | |
| When the wind rushes in | |
| When the rain gently falls | |
| When the sun shines its light upon the valley wall | |
| When the birds sing their songs | |
| When the stream moves along | |
| Then I know that I am home in Manoa again | |
| I can remember my childhood days | |
| Climbing the valley wall | |
| Reaching the top of Wa'ahila Ridge | |
| So high above it all | |
| I can remember my mama's voice | |
| A sweet and gentle sound | |
| She always seemed to find a way | |
| To cheer me when I was down | |
| When the wind rushes in | |
| When the rain gently falls | |
| When the sun shines its light upon the valley wall | |
| When the birds sing their songs | |
| When the stream moves along | |
| Then I know that I am home in Manoa again | |
| When the wind rushes in | |
| When the rain gently falls | |
| When the sun shines its light upon the valley wall | |
| When the birds sing their songs | |
| When the stream moves along | |
| Then I know that I am home in Manoa again | |
| Then I know that I am home in Manoa again | |
| Then I know that I am home in Manoa again |