The Johnston Brothers - Hernando`s Hideaway

I know a dark secluded place A place where no one knows your face A glass of wine a fast embrace It's called...hernando's hideaway...ol? All you see are silhouettes And all you hear are castanets And no one cares how late it gets Not at hernando's hideaway...ol? At the golden fingerbowl or any place you go You can meet your uncle max and everyone you know But if you go to the spot that I am thinking of You will be free...to gaze at me And talk of love Just knock three times and whisper low That you and I were sent by joe Then strike a match and you will know That you're in hernando's hideaway...ol? Oh just knock three times and whisper low That you and I were sent by joe Then strike a match and you will know That you're in hernando's hideaway.