{title: Mrs. Robinson}
{subtitle: Simon and Garfunkel}                           
	        
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And here's to [G]you, Mrs. [em]Robinson, [G]Jesus loves you [em]more than you will [C]know, wo, wo, [D7]wo.
God bless you [G]please, Mrs. [em]Robinson, [G]heaven holds a [em]place for those who [C]pray.
Hey, hey, [am]hey, hey, hey, [E]hey!
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We'd [E7]like to know a little bit about you for our files, 
We'd [A7]like to help you learn to help [A9]yourself. 
[D7]Look around you, [G]all you see are [C]sympathetic [am]eyes. 
[E]Stroll around the grounds [D7]until you feel at home.

[E7]Hide it in a hiding place where no one ever goes. 
[A7]Put it in your pantry with your cupcakes. 
[D7]It's a little [G]secret just the Ro[C]binson's af[am]fair. 
[E]Most of all you've got to [D7]hide it from the kids. 
Coo coo ca[G]choo, Mrs. [em]Robinson, [G]Jesus loves you [em]more than you will [C]know, wo,wo,[D7]wo. 
God bless you [G]please, Mrs. [em]Robinson. [G]Heaven holds a [em]place for those who [C]pray. 
Hey hey [am]hey, hey hey [E]hey.

[E7]Sitting on a sofa on a Sunday afternoon, [A7]goin'to the candidates' debate.
[D7]Laugh about it, [G]shout about it, [C]when you've got to [am]choose. 
[E]Ev'ry way you look at it, you [D7]lose. 
Where have you [G]gone, Joe Di[em]maggio? A [G]nation turns it's [em]lonely eyes to [C]you, wo wo [D7]wo. 
What, that you [G]say, Mrs. [em]Robinson, [G]Joltin' Joe has [em]left and gone a[C]way.
Hey hey [am]hey, hey hey [E]hey. [E7 am dm dm6]