Chords for Mrs Robinson Simon & Garfunkel (TRADUÇÃO) HD (Lyrics Video)
Tempo:
96.35 bpm
Chords used:
F#m
A
E
D
F#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[F#]
[F#m] [B]
[E] [A]
[D] [F#]
[E] And [A] here's to you, [F#m] Mrs.
[A] Robertson.
[F#m] Jesus loves you more than you [D] will know.
[E] Whoa, whoa, whoa.
God bless you, [A] please, Mrs.
[A] Robertson.
Heaven holds [F#m] a place for [D] those who pray.
[Bm] Hey, hey, hey.
[F#] Hey, hey, hey.
We'd like to know a little bit about you for our fans.
[F#m] We'd like to [B] help you learn to help yourself.
[E] Look around [A] you, all you see [D] are sympathetic [F#] eyes.
Scroll around the [E] grounds and deep,
feel it all, and [A] here's to you, [F#m] Mrs.
[A] Robertson.
Jesus [F#m] loves you more than you [D] will know.
Whoa, [E] whoa, whoa.
[Bm] God bless you, [A] please, [F#m] Mrs.
[A] Robertson.
Heaven holds [F#m] a place for those [D] who pray.
Hey, [Bm] hey, hey.
[F#] Hey, hey, hey.
Hiding in a hiding place where no one ever [B] goes.
Reading a page with your cupcakes.
[E] It's a little [A] secret, just [D] the Robinsons [F#] are there.
Most of all, you [E] have to hide it from your kids [A] who'll prove the truth.
[F#m] Mrs.
Robertson, Jesus loves you more than you [D] will know.
Whoa, [E] whoa, whoa.
God bless you, please, [F#m] Mrs.
Robertson.
Heaven holds a place for those [D] who pray.
Hey, [Bm] hey, hey.
[F#] Hey, hey, hey.
Sitting on a sofa on a Sunday afternoon.
[F#m] [B] Going to the candidates' debate.
[E] Laugh about [A] it, shout about it, when [F#m] you've got to choose.
[F#] Every way you look at [E] it, you lose.
Where [A] have you gone, George and Maggie?
Oh, our nation turns [F#m] its lonely eyes [D] to you.
[E] Ooh, ooh, ooh.
What's [A] that you say, [F#m] Mrs.
Robertson?
Job to do has left them blown [D] away.
Hey, [Bm] hey, hey.
[F#] Hey, hey, hey.
[F#m] [B] [F#m]
[C#] [F#]
[F#m] [B]
[E] [A]
[D] [F#]
[E] And [A] here's to you, [F#m] Mrs.
[A] Robertson.
[F#m] Jesus loves you more than you [D] will know.
[E] Whoa, whoa, whoa.
God bless you, [A] please, Mrs.
[A] Robertson.
Heaven holds [F#m] a place for [D] those who pray.
[Bm] Hey, hey, hey.
[F#] Hey, hey, hey.
We'd like to know a little bit about you for our fans.
[F#m] We'd like to [B] help you learn to help yourself.
[E] Look around [A] you, all you see [D] are sympathetic [F#] eyes.
Scroll around the [E] grounds and deep,
feel it all, and [A] here's to you, [F#m] Mrs.
[A] Robertson.
Jesus [F#m] loves you more than you [D] will know.
Whoa, [E] whoa, whoa.
[Bm] God bless you, [A] please, [F#m] Mrs.
[A] Robertson.
Heaven holds [F#m] a place for those [D] who pray.
Hey, [Bm] hey, hey.
[F#] Hey, hey, hey.
Hiding in a hiding place where no one ever [B] goes.
Reading a page with your cupcakes.
[E] It's a little [A] secret, just [D] the Robinsons [F#] are there.
Most of all, you [E] have to hide it from your kids [A] who'll prove the truth.
[F#m] Mrs.
Robertson, Jesus loves you more than you [D] will know.
Whoa, [E] whoa, whoa.
God bless you, please, [F#m] Mrs.
Robertson.
Heaven holds a place for those [D] who pray.
Hey, [Bm] hey, hey.
[F#] Hey, hey, hey.
Sitting on a sofa on a Sunday afternoon.
[F#m] [B] Going to the candidates' debate.
[E] Laugh about [A] it, shout about it, when [F#m] you've got to choose.
[F#] Every way you look at [E] it, you lose.
Where [A] have you gone, George and Maggie?
Oh, our nation turns [F#m] its lonely eyes [D] to you.
[E] Ooh, ooh, ooh.
What's [A] that you say, [F#m] Mrs.
Robertson?
Job to do has left them blown [D] away.
Hey, [Bm] hey, hey.
[F#] Hey, hey, hey.
[F#m] [B] [F#m]
[C#] [F#]
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_ _ [E] _ _ And [A] here's to you, [F#m] Mrs.
[A] Robertson.
[F#m] Jesus loves you more than you [D] will know.
_ [E] Whoa, whoa, whoa.
God bless you, [A] please, Mrs.
[A] Robertson.
Heaven holds [F#m] a place for [D] those who pray.
_ [Bm] Hey, hey, hey. _
[F#] Hey, hey, hey. _ _ _ _ _ _
We'd like to know a little bit about you for our fans.
[F#m] _ We'd like to [B] help you learn to help yourself.
_ [E] _ Look around [A] you, all you see [D] are sympathetic [F#] eyes. _ _ _
Scroll around the [E] grounds and deep,
feel it all, and [A] here's to you, [F#m] Mrs.
[A] Robertson.
Jesus [F#m] loves you more than you [D] will know.
Whoa, [E] whoa, whoa.
[Bm] God bless you, [A] please, [F#m] Mrs.
[A] Robertson.
Heaven holds [F#m] a place for those [D] who pray.
_ Hey, [Bm] hey, hey. _
[F#] Hey, hey, hey. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Hiding in a hiding place where no one ever [B] goes.
_ _ _ Reading a page with your cupcakes.
_ _ [E] _ It's a little [A] secret, just [D] the Robinsons [F#] are there. _ _ _ _
Most of all, you [E] have to hide it from your kids [A] who'll prove the truth.
[F#m] Mrs.
Robertson, Jesus loves you more than you [D] will know.
Whoa, [E] whoa, whoa.
God bless you, please, [F#m] Mrs.
Robertson.
Heaven holds a place for those [D] who pray.
Hey, [Bm] hey, hey. _
[F#] Hey, hey, hey. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Sitting on a sofa on a Sunday afternoon.
[F#m] _ _ _ [B] Going to the candidates' debate.
_ _ [E] Laugh about [A] it, shout about it, when [F#m] you've got to choose.
_ _ [F#] Every way you look at [E] it, you lose.
Where [A] have you gone, George and Maggie?
Oh, our nation turns [F#m] its lonely eyes [D] to you.
_ [E] Ooh, ooh, ooh.
What's [A] that you say, [F#m] Mrs.
Robertson?
Job to do has left them blown [D] away.
_ Hey, [Bm] hey, hey. _
[F#] Hey, hey, hey. _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ [E] _ _ And [A] here's to you, [F#m] Mrs.
[A] Robertson.
[F#m] Jesus loves you more than you [D] will know.
_ [E] Whoa, whoa, whoa.
God bless you, [A] please, Mrs.
[A] Robertson.
Heaven holds [F#m] a place for [D] those who pray.
_ [Bm] Hey, hey, hey. _
[F#] Hey, hey, hey. _ _ _ _ _ _
We'd like to know a little bit about you for our fans.
[F#m] _ We'd like to [B] help you learn to help yourself.
_ [E] _ Look around [A] you, all you see [D] are sympathetic [F#] eyes. _ _ _
Scroll around the [E] grounds and deep,
feel it all, and [A] here's to you, [F#m] Mrs.
[A] Robertson.
Jesus [F#m] loves you more than you [D] will know.
Whoa, [E] whoa, whoa.
[Bm] God bless you, [A] please, [F#m] Mrs.
[A] Robertson.
Heaven holds [F#m] a place for those [D] who pray.
_ Hey, [Bm] hey, hey. _
[F#] Hey, hey, hey. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Hiding in a hiding place where no one ever [B] goes.
_ _ _ Reading a page with your cupcakes.
_ _ [E] _ It's a little [A] secret, just [D] the Robinsons [F#] are there. _ _ _ _
Most of all, you [E] have to hide it from your kids [A] who'll prove the truth.
[F#m] Mrs.
Robertson, Jesus loves you more than you [D] will know.
Whoa, [E] whoa, whoa.
God bless you, please, [F#m] Mrs.
Robertson.
Heaven holds a place for those [D] who pray.
Hey, [Bm] hey, hey. _
[F#] Hey, hey, hey. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Sitting on a sofa on a Sunday afternoon.
[F#m] _ _ _ [B] Going to the candidates' debate.
_ _ [E] Laugh about [A] it, shout about it, when [F#m] you've got to choose.
_ _ [F#] Every way you look at [E] it, you lose.
Where [A] have you gone, George and Maggie?
Oh, our nation turns [F#m] its lonely eyes [D] to you.
_ [E] Ooh, ooh, ooh.
What's [A] that you say, [F#m] Mrs.
Robertson?
Job to do has left them blown [D] away.
_ Hey, [Bm] hey, hey. _
[F#] Hey, hey, hey. _ _ _ _ _ _
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[F#m] _ _ [B] _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
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