Cosgrove Rushing - The Hideaway

I like to hang my hat at "The Hideaway"
It's the last of the honky-tonk joints here in LA
Ain't nobody but the working man here
And they only sell ya ice cold beer
God bless the USA and "The Hideaway"
Now Roger works the bar
And he's a real good friend of mine
Born a red neck son-of-a-gun
But that suits me fine
He pours a drink that's more than fair
And I never have to pay for my beer
God bless the USA and "The Hideaway"
God bless the USA and "The Hideaway"
It's the last of the honky-tonk joints here in LA
There ain't nobody but the working man here
And they'll only sell ya ice cold beer
God bless the USA and "The Hideaway"
Now some of the woman don't
But some of them do
Some like to drink straight whiskey
Now how 'bout you
If I ain't made it perfectly clear
This is a honky-tonk joint
And we all like it here
God bless the USA and "The Hideaway"
Now God bless the USA and "The Hideaway"
It's the last of the honky-tonk joints here in LA
There ain't nobody but the working man here
And they'll only sell ya ice cold beer
God bless the USA and "The Hideaway"
God bless the USA and "The Hideaway"

Written by:
Lance Cosgrove

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