(J. Fogerty)
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Howdy, friend, beggin' your pardon,
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Is there somethin' on your mind?
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You've gone and sold all your belongings,
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Is that something in your eye?
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Well, I know you really never
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Liked the way it all goes down;
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Go on, Hideaway.
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What's that you say?
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We're all bound for the graveyard;
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Oooh, I wish you well.
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Think it's gonna rain,
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Oh, what's the diff'rence,
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Is there some way I can help?
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'Cause you know, I'm gonna miss you
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When you're gone, oh, Lord,
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Wish I Could Hideaway
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Hold on, give yourself a chance,
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I can hear the leavin' train.
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All aboard! Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye!
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Oooh, I wish you well.
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See you soon, maybe tomorrow.
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You can never tell;
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"Cause you know, I'm gonna miss you
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When you're gone, oh,
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Wish I could Hideaway
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Hideaway, hideaway, hideaway, hideaway.
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Hideaway, hideaway,
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Hideaway, hideaway.
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(Wish I Could) Hideaway
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| Creedence Clearwater Revival |
