Mrs. Robinson
Simon & Garfunkel 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 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

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Written by: Paul Simon

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Dzaki Prakoso Ramadhan

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 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



Sergio Ribeiro

SEGUINDO AS PEGADAS DO TEMPO, NA LUZ QUE NOS ANUNCIA. NOVO MOMENTO PARA ENCONTRARMOS E PROPORMOS VIDA A PRÓPRIA VIDA. BOM DIA E TODA LUZ. AMANDO-NOS SEMPRE.

FORMADO ESTÃO OS PROPÓSITOS DE NOSSOS EMPENHOS.

TRABALHAMOS INCESSANTEMENTE PARA COMPOR TAIS EVENTOS, E DESSES PODEMOS APLAUDIR AO TEMPO E AGRADECER A VIDA POR TANTOS FAVORES.

FIZEMOS O QUE NOS ERA NECESSÁRIO PARA O NOSSO DELEITE, APRENDENDO QUE DIANTE DE TODAS ESSAS OCORRÊNCIAS, A DOAÇÃO SEMPRE SERÁ O GRANDE SEGREDO, ENCONTRANDO A CORAGEM NA HARMONIA QUE TODOS PRECISAM.

ONDE O AMOR PREVALECE E SE DESENVOLVE.

by Sergio Ribeiro

dezembro - 2020



Sergio Ribeiro

DIANTE DA LUZ, QUE NOS APONTA DIREÇÕES, ABRAÇAMOS ESSE MOMENTO PARA AGRADECER PROFUNDAMENTE AO TEMPO, POR MAIS ESSA ESPECIAL OPORTUNIDADE.

BOM DIA COM TODA LUZ.

ENTRE OS DIAS ACONTECE AS NOITES, DE ONDE EXPERIMENTAMOS SENTIMENTOS COMPLETAMENTE ADVERSOS.

ENQUANTO ALGUNS SONHAM COM BELOS ACONTECIMENTOS, OUTROS TRABALHAM NA MISSÃO INVOLUNTÁRIA DE CONCRETIZAR ESSES TÃO ESPECIAIS SONHARES.

VISITAM O TEMPO SEM PERCEBER QUE CONSTROEM UNIVERSOS, MUNDOS APROPRIADOS PARA QUE OUTROS VENHAM HABITAR, MESMO QUE JAMAIS TENHAM IMAGINADO QUALQUER COISA DO TIPO.

SÃO NESSES QUE A VIDA SE AMOLDA EM CONTÍNUA RENOVAÇÃO, E PARA OS MESMOS A VIDA DESEJA AVANÇOS INTELECTUALIZADOS.

ESPERAMOS NO AMANHÃ AS RESPOSTAS DO HOJE, E ASSIM SEGUIMOS OS COMPROMISSOS COM O TEMPO.

AMANDO-NOS EM TANTOS E TANTOS VIRTUOSOS ACONTECERES.

by Sergio Ribeiro

janeiro - 2021



zeynep ze

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



Abbey Clarke

God, I love this song. Here are the full 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 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



Trend101Warrior

Lyndon B. Johnson : [Putting medal on Forrest Gump] America owes you a debt of gratitude, son. Now I understand you were wounded. Where were you hit?



Forrest Gump : In the buttocks.


Lyndon B. Johnson : Oh that must be a sight.



[Whispering to Forrest]



Lyndon B. Johnson : I'd like to see that.



[Forrest shows him; Johnson walks away embarrassed]



Lyndon B. Johnson : God damn, son.



Vir Visque Vir

“Mrs. Robinson,” was originally titled, “Mrs. Roosevelt.” The song and had absolutely nothing to do with the plot of The Graduate. When director Mike Nichols said he needed another song for his movie, Paul Simon told him that they were too busy touring and that he only had “a song about times past, about Mrs. Roosevelt and Joe DiMaggio and stuff,” but it wasn’t finished yet. It was originally a tribute to Eleanor Roosevelt and the passing of an era; a more innocent era to be exact.

When Nichols realized "Mrs. Roosevelt" had the same number of syllables as “Mrs. Robinson”, he asked Simon to change the title and the song “Mrs. Robinson” was born.

Joe DiMaggio Wasn't Wild About His Inclusion In The Lyrics
The song asks "Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio?" then immediately answers itself "Joltin' Joe has left and gone away." The former New York Yankee and three-time MVP was puzzled by the lines, and he told Simon just that when they happened to meet. Paul Simon wrote of the encounter and conversation in a New York Times article marking DiMaggio's passing in 1999:

"What I don't understand," [DiMaggio] said, "is why you ask where I've gone. I just did a Mr. Coffee commercial, I'm a spokesman for the Bowery Savings Bank and I haven't gone anywhere."

I said that I didn't mean the lines literally, that I thought of him as an American hero and that genuine heroes were in short supply. He accepted the explanation and thanked me. We shook hands and said good night.

Simon admitted in the editorial that he didn't quite nail the explanation to DiMaggio, and went on at more length:

In the 50's and 60's, it was fashionable to refer to baseball as a metaphor for America, and DiMaggio represented the values of that America: excellence and fulfillment of duty (he often played in pain), combined with a grace that implied a purity of spirit, an off-the-field dignity and a jealously guarded private life. ... He was the antithesis of the iconoclastic, mind-expanding, authority-defying 60's, which is why I think he suspected a hidden meaning in my lyrics. The fact that the lines were sincere and that they've been embraced over the years as a yearning for heroes and heroism speaks to the subconscious desires of the culture. We need heroes, and we search for candidates to be anointed.

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Carlos Quiroz

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



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Cyprian!

Never gets old❤️

Erin Maher

@Live Tahoe ive listened to this on loop for 8 hours

Odile Monzon

@Live Tahoe me too 😊

Петр Романов

100%

Christie Nelson

Something beautiful about this picture. I think it’s Paul’s look of fear and doubt. It matches their music beautifully!

Paweł Łapiński liber

Wtf tego się nie spowiedziałem

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Oliver O

I remember people kept mistaking this for a Beatles song

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КОНЕЧНО, ОБКУРИЛИСЬ АНАШИ В ИНДИИ И НАПИСАЛИ ВСЕ ПЕСНИ ВКЛЮЧАЯ SONNY AND SHER и TYREX

John Soho

During the Grammys this song was up against Hey Jude (Beatles) and Paul knew that he couldn't beat the Beatles. But. He. Did!!

Alejandro Morales

I thought it was the monkees

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