THANK THE DEVIL FOR HIDEAWAYS

By John D. Loudermilk
©1964 Acuff-Rose Publ. Inc.

Thank the devil for hideaways
But thank goodness for you

We meet in a public place
Whenever we can
And there, if I'm lucky
I can touch your sweet hand
You're poison for me, dear
You know that it's true
Thank the devil for hideaways
But thank goodness for you

Thank the devil for hideaways
And the pain we go through
Thank goodness for the love I
Wouldn't have without you

My lips long for your kiss
And secretly wait
While my poor heart just aches
And aches and aches
If I could just say it
I'd say that we're through
Thank the devil for hideaways
But thank goodness for you

Thank the devil for hideaways ...

When I have some extra dough
That I'd like to spend
There's nice places over town
But we can't go in
We hate this slipping 'round
What else can we do
Thank the devil for hideaways
But thank goodness for you

(source: Standard Songs Pop/ Country/ Blues/ Folk/ Instumentals/ Novelty, Acuff-Rose Publications Inc. 1956-1973)

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