Mrs. Robinson
Simmon And Garfunkel Lyrics
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Jesus loves you more than you will know
Whoa, whoa, whoa
God bless you, please, Mrs. Robinson
Heaven holds a place for those who pray
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
We'd like to help you learn to help yourself
Look around you, all you see are sympathetic eyes
Stroll around the grounds until you feel at home
And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know
Whoa, whoa, whoa
God bless you, please, Mrs. Robinson
Heaven holds a place for those who pray
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Hide it in a hiding place where no one ever goes
Put it in your pantry with your cupcakes
It's a little secret, just the Robinson's affair
Most of all, you've got to hide it from the kids
Coo, coo, ca-choo, Mrs. Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know
Whoa, whoa, whoa
God bless you, please, Mrs. Robinson
Heaven holds a place for those who pray
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Sitting on a sofa on a Sunday afternoon
Going to the candidates debate
Laugh about it, shout about it
When you've got to choose
Every way you look at this, you lose
Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio?
Our nation turns its lonely eyes to you
Woo, woo, woo
What's that you say, Mrs. Robinson?
Joltin' Joe has left and gone away
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
The song "Mrs. Robinson" by Simon And Garfunkel is a tribute to a character in the movie "The Graduate" who is a married woman named Mrs. Robinson, who seduces the main character, Ben, who is a recent college graduate. The first few lines of the song, "And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson / Jesus loves you more than you will know," is an ironic statement as Mrs. Robinson is not a religious person and is actually quite corrupt. It is said that this line is a comment on the hypocritical nature of society, where everyone goes to church and pretends to be religious, but are not truly good people.
The second verse "We'd like to know a little bit about you for our files / We'd like to help you learn to help yourself / Look around you, all you see are sympathetic eyes / Stroll around the grounds until you feel at home" is a sarcastic description of how the older generation treats the youth. The youth is a commodity to be studied and understood but not truly assisted. The sympathetic eyes and the asking to stroll around the grounds until feeling indoors are also a commentary on the artificial paradises of the older generation.
The third verse "Hide it in a hiding place where no one ever goes / Put it in your pantry with your cupcakes / It's a little secret, just the Robinson's affair / Most of all, you've got to hide it from the kids" discusses the affair happening between Ben and Mrs. Robinson. The line "Most of all, you've got to hide it from the kids" refers to Ben's fear of being discovered by his parents who trust Mrs. Robinson and her husband.
Line by Line Meaning
And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson
A toast to you, Mrs. Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know
You are valued and cherished by God more than you can understand
Whoa, whoa, whoa
An expression of awe and admiration
God bless you, please, Mrs. Robinson
May God grant you blessings and favor, Mrs. Robinson
Heaven holds a place for those who pray
If you pray, you will have a place in heaven
Hey, hey, hey
An exclamation emphasizing the importance of the previous lines
We'd like to know a little bit about you for our files
We would like to gather information about you for our records
We'd like to help you learn to help yourself
We want to assist you in learning skills to help yourself in life
Look around you, all you see are sympathetic eyes
When you look at those around you, they are understanding and compassionate
Stroll around the grounds until you feel at home
Take your time and explore your new surroundings until you feel comfortable
Hide it in a hiding place where no one ever goes
Keep your secret in a place where no one is likely to look
Put it in your pantry with your cupcakes
Keep your secret in a place where you store your baked goods
It's a little secret, just the Robinson's affair
Your secret is something only the Robinsons know about
Most of all, you've got to hide it from the kids
Especially important is hiding your secret from the children
Coo, coo, ca-choo, Mrs. Robinson
An expression of admiration and endearment for Mrs. Robinson
Sitting on a sofa on a Sunday afternoon
Relaxing on the couch on a lazy weekend day
Going to the candidates debate
Attending a political forum to hear candidates speak
Laugh about it, shout about it
Express your opinions and feelings with joy and passion
When you've got to choose
When faced with a decision
Every way you look at this, you lose
No matter which option you choose, you will experience negative consequences
Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio?
Where is the legendary baseball player, Joe DiMaggio?
Our nation turns its lonely eyes to you
The country is looking to you for inspiration and leadership
Woo, woo, woo
An exclamation expressing admiration and excitement
What's that you say, Mrs. Robinson?
A question asking for Mrs. Robinson's input or opinion
Joltin' Joe has left and gone away
Joe DiMaggio has passed away or is no longer active in the public eye
Hey, hey, hey
An exclamation emphasizing the significance of the previous lines
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Paul Simon
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Lyrics: And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know
Whoa, whoa, whoa
God bless you, please, Mrs. Robinson
Heaven holds a place for those who pray
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
We'd like to know a little bit about you for our files
We'd like to help you learn to help yourself
Look around you, all you see are sympathetic eyes
Stroll around the grounds until you feel at home
And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know
Whoa, whoa, whoa
God bless you, please, Mrs. Robinson
Heaven holds a place for those who pray
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Hide it in a hiding place where no one ever goes
Put it in your pantry with your cupcakes
It's a little secret, just the Robinson's affair
Most of all, you've got to hide it from the kids
Coo, coo, ca-choo, Mrs. Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know
Whoa, whoa, whoa
God bless you, please, Mrs. Robinson
Heaven holds a place for those who pray
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Sitting on a sofa on a Sunday afternoon
Going to the candidates debate
Laugh about it, shout about it
When you've got to choose
Every way you look at this, you lose
Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio?
Our nation turns its lonely eyes to you
Woo, woo, woo
What's that you say, Mrs. Robinson?
Joltin' Joe has left and gone away
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
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And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know
Whoa, whoa, whoa
God bless you, please, Mrs. Robinson
Heaven holds a place for those who pray
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
We'd like to know a little bit about you for our files
We'd like to help you learn to help yourself
Look around you all you see are sympathetic eyes
Stroll around the grounds until you feel at home
And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know
Whoa, whoa, whoa
God bless you, please, Mrs. Robinson
Heaven holds a place for those who pray
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Hide it in the hiding place where no one ever goes
Put it in your pantry with your cupcakes
It's a little secret just the Robinson's affair
Most of all you've got to hide it from the kids
Koo-koo-ka-choo, Mrs. Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know
Whoa, whoa, whoa
God bless you, please, Mrs. Robinson
Heaven holds a place for those who pray
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Sitting on a sofa on a Sunday afternoon
Going to the candidates' debate
Laugh about it, shout about it
When you've got to choose
Every way you look at this you lose
Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio?
Our nation turns its lonely eyes to you
Woo, woo, woo
What's that you say, Mrs. Robinson?
Jolting Joe has left and gone away
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
@evvelzaman_icinde
And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know, wo wo wo
God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson
Heaven holds a place for those who pray, hey hey hey
Hey hey hey
We'd like to know a little bit about you for our files
We'd like to help you learn to help yourself
Look around you, all you see are sympathetic eyes
Stroll around the grounds until you feel at home
And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know, wo wo wo
God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson
Heaven holds a place for those who pray, hey hey hey
Hey hey hey
Hide it in a hiding place where no one ever goes
Put it in your pantry with your cupcakes
It's a little secret, just the Robinsons' affair
Most of all, you've got to hide it from the kids
Coo coo ca-choo, Mrs. Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know, wo wo wo
God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson
Heaven holds a place for those who pray, hey hey hey
Hey hey hey
Sitting on a sofa on a Sunday afternoon
Going to the candidates' debate
Laugh about it, shout about it
When you've got to choose
Every way you look at it you lose
Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio?
A nation turns its lonely eyes to you, wo wo wo
What's that you say, Mrs. Robinson
'Joltin Joe' has left and gone away, hey hey hey
Hey hey hey
@bigboredthing
Had a teacher in primary school called Mrs Robinson. The whole school (only about 100 kids) got together and sung this to her on her 50th birthday. I'll never forget that day.
@MichaelJ44
Unless you get diagnosed with Alzheimer’s
@themoreyouknowfools4974
That is amazing. Sounds like something that would happen in a tv show
@Raccoon469
I want to say r/thathappened but I feel like this REALLY happened
@MASTEROFEVIL
200th like
@SStupendous
@@MichaelJ44 It's YOU!
@ClassicFolkSongs1539
When this song was at its height, my sister was 19 years old, dying from cancer. I was 17, and left school to spend a dreary winter with her in a Chicago hospital where they were doing experimental chemo. Late night, we'd order a pizza to be delivered to the ER in the basement, because nobody was allowed on the 8th floor cancer ward that late. We'd ride the elevator down and back, harmonizing this song together. She died too soon after that. I'm in my 70s now, but when I hear this song, I'm 17, in an elevator with great acoustics, holding a pizza, and singing my heart out with my best friend.
@afgtp0906
thats was beatifully written. Thanks for sharing that.
@angru5oklok
So sorry for your loss!
@alissfrancisDC
😢