[Em] – – – Hernando’s Hideaway, Richard Adler & Jerry Ross, 1954
I [B7] know a dark secluded place
A [Em] place where no one knows your face
A [B7] glass of wine, a quick embrace
It’s [Em] called [B7] Hernando’s [Em] Hideaway, OLE
[B7] All you’ll see are silhouettes
And [Em] all you’ll hear are castanets
And [B7] no one cares how late it gets
Not [Em] at [B7] Hernando’s [Em] Hideaway, OLE
[BREAK] [E] [Am] At the Golden Fingerbowl or any place you go
[BREAK] [E] [Am] You will meet your Uncle Max and everyone you know
[BRK F# ] But if you’ll go the spot that I am thinkin’ of
You will be free – to gaze at me – and talk of love
Just [B7] knock three times and whisper low
That [Em] you and I were sent by Joe
Then [B7] strike a match and you will know
You’re [Em] in [B7] Hernando’s [Em] Hideaway, OLE
