Song | Hernando's Hideaway |
Artist | Ella Fitzgerald |
Album | Ella Sings Broadway |
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Lyrics:Richard Adler/Jerry Ross Music:Richard Adler/Jerry Ross | |
I know a dark secluded place. | |
A place where no one knows your face. | |
A glass of wine, a fast embrace. | |
It called Hernando Hideaway. Ole! | |
All youl see are silhouettes. | |
And all youl hear are castanets. | |
And no one cares how late it gets. | |
Not at Hernando Hideaway. Ole! | |
At the Golden Fingerbowl or any place you go | |
You will meet your Uncle Max and everyone you know, | |
But if youl go to the spot that I am thinkin?of, | |
You will be free to gaze at me and talk of love. | |
Just knock thee times and whisper low | |
That you and I were sent by Joe, | |
Then strike a match and you will know | |
Youe in Hernando Hideway. Ole! | |
Just knock three times and whisper low | |
That you and I were sent by Joe, | |
Then strike a match and you will know | |
Youe in Hernando Hideaway. |
Lyrics: Richard Adler Jerry Ross Music: Richard Adler Jerry Ross | |
I know a dark secluded place. | |
A place where no one knows your face. | |
A glass of wine, a fast embrace. | |
It called Hernando Hideaway. Ole! | |
All you l see are silhouettes. | |
And all you l hear are castanets. | |
And no one cares how late it gets. | |
Not at Hernando Hideaway. Ole! | |
At the Golden Fingerbowl or any place you go | |
You will meet your Uncle Max and everyone you know, | |
But if you l go to the spot that I am thinkin? of, | |
You will be free to gaze at me and talk of love. | |
Just knock thee times and whisper low | |
That you and I were sent by Joe, | |
Then strike a match and you will know | |
You e in Hernando Hideway. Ole! | |
Just knock three times and whisper low | |
That you and I were sent by Joe, | |
Then strike a match and you will know | |
You e in Hernando Hideaway. |
Lyrics: Richard Adler Jerry Ross Music: Richard Adler Jerry Ross | |
I know a dark secluded place. | |
A place where no one knows your face. | |
A glass of wine, a fast embrace. | |
It called Hernando Hideaway. Ole! | |
All you l see are silhouettes. | |
And all you l hear are castanets. | |
And no one cares how late it gets. | |
Not at Hernando Hideaway. Ole! | |
At the Golden Fingerbowl or any place you go | |
You will meet your Uncle Max and everyone you know, | |
But if you l go to the spot that I am thinkin? of, | |
You will be free to gaze at me and talk of love. | |
Just knock thee times and whisper low | |
That you and I were sent by Joe, | |
Then strike a match and you will know | |
You e in Hernando Hideway. Ole! | |
Just knock three times and whisper low | |
That you and I were sent by Joe, | |
Then strike a match and you will know | |
You e in Hernando Hideaway. |