Mrs. Robinson (Single Mix) Chords
Tempo:
91.65 bpm
Chords used:
F#m
A
F#
E
D
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.
Robinson, [A]
Jesus [F#m] loves you more than [D] you will know.
[E] Whoa, whoa, whoa.
God [A] bless you, please, [F#m] Mrs.
Robinson.
[A]
Heaven [F#m] holds a place for [D] those who pray.
[Bm] Hey, hey, hey.
[F#] Hey, hey, hey.
[C#] We'd like to [F#] know a little bit about you for our [F#m] fans.
[B] We'd like to help you learn to help yourself.
[E] Look [A] around you, all you [D] see are [F#] sympathetic eyes.
Stroll around the [E] grounds until you feel at home.
And [A] here's to [F#m] you, Mrs.
Robinson, [A] Jesus [F#m] loves you more than [D] you will know.
[E] Whoa, whoa, whoa.
God [A] bless you, please, [F#m] Mrs.
Robinson.
[A] Heaven [F#m] holds a place for [D] those who pray.
[Bm] Hey, hey, hey.
[F#] Hey, hey, hey.
A hiding place where no one ever [B] goes.
Put it in your pantry, lift your cupcakes.
[E] It's a [A] little secret, [D] just the [Bm] Robinsons are [F#] there.
Most of all, you've [E] got to hide it from the kids.
[A] Mrs.
[F#m] Robinson, [A]
Jesus [F#m] loves you more than you [D] will know.
Whoa, [E] whoa, whoa.
God [A] bless you, please, [F#m] Mrs.
Robinson.
[A]
Heaven [F#m] holds a place for [D] those who pray.
[Bm] Hey, hey, hey.
[F#] Hey, hey, hey.
Sitting on the sofa on a Sunday [F#m] afternoon.
[B] Going to the candidates' debate.
[E] Laugh [A] about it, shout [D] about it, when you've [F#] got to choose.
Every way you look at [E] it, you lose.
[A] Where have you gone, Joe Colaggio?
Our nation [F#m] turns its lonely [D] eyes to you.
[E] Whoa, whoa, whoa.
What's [A] left to say, [F#m] Mrs.
Robinson?
[A] Joe [F#m] Pinchot has left and [D] gone away.
[F#] Hey, hey, [Bm] hey.
[F#] Hey, hey, hey.
[B] [F#m] [C#]
[F#]
[B]
[E] [A] [D] [F#]
[E]
And [A] here's to you, [F#m] Mrs.
Robinson, [A]
Jesus [F#m] loves you more than [D] you will know.
[E] Whoa, whoa, whoa.
God [A] bless you, please, [F#m] Mrs.
Robinson.
[A]
Heaven [F#m] holds a place for [D] those who pray.
[Bm] Hey, hey, hey.
[F#] Hey, hey, hey.
[C#] We'd like to [F#] know a little bit about you for our [F#m] fans.
[B] We'd like to help you learn to help yourself.
[E] Look [A] around you, all you [D] see are [F#] sympathetic eyes.
Stroll around the [E] grounds until you feel at home.
And [A] here's to [F#m] you, Mrs.
Robinson, [A] Jesus [F#m] loves you more than [D] you will know.
[E] Whoa, whoa, whoa.
God [A] bless you, please, [F#m] Mrs.
Robinson.
[A] Heaven [F#m] holds a place for [D] those who pray.
[Bm] Hey, hey, hey.
[F#] Hey, hey, hey.
A hiding place where no one ever [B] goes.
Put it in your pantry, lift your cupcakes.
[E] It's a [A] little secret, [D] just the [Bm] Robinsons are [F#] there.
Most of all, you've [E] got to hide it from the kids.
[A] Mrs.
[F#m] Robinson, [A]
Jesus [F#m] loves you more than you [D] will know.
Whoa, [E] whoa, whoa.
God [A] bless you, please, [F#m] Mrs.
Robinson.
[A]
Heaven [F#m] holds a place for [D] those who pray.
[Bm] Hey, hey, hey.
[F#] Hey, hey, hey.
Sitting on the sofa on a Sunday [F#m] afternoon.
[B] Going to the candidates' debate.
[E] Laugh [A] about it, shout [D] about it, when you've [F#] got to choose.
Every way you look at [E] it, you lose.
[A] Where have you gone, Joe Colaggio?
Our nation [F#m] turns its lonely [D] eyes to you.
[E] Whoa, whoa, whoa.
What's [A] left to say, [F#m] Mrs.
Robinson?
[A] Joe [F#m] Pinchot has left and [D] gone away.
[F#] Hey, hey, [Bm] hey.
[F#] Hey, hey, hey.
[B] [F#m] [C#]
[F#]
Key:
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_ [E] _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ [F#] _
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_ And [A] here's to you, [F#m] Mrs.
Robinson, [A]
Jesus [F#m] loves you more than [D] you will know.
_ [E] Whoa, whoa, whoa.
God [A] bless you, please, [F#m] Mrs.
Robinson.
[A]
Heaven [F#m] holds a place for [D] those who pray.
_ [Bm] Hey, hey, hey.
_ [F#] Hey, hey, hey. _ _ _
_ _ _ [C#] We'd like to [F#] know a little bit about you for our [F#m] fans.
_ [B] We'd like to help you learn to help yourself.
[E] Look [A] around you, all you [D] see are [F#] sympathetic eyes. _ _ _
Stroll around the [E] grounds until you feel at home.
And [A] here's to [F#m] you, Mrs.
Robinson, [A] Jesus [F#m] loves you more than [D] you will know.
_ [E] Whoa, whoa, whoa.
God [A] bless you, please, [F#m] Mrs.
Robinson.
[A] Heaven [F#m] holds a place for [D] those who pray.
_ [Bm] Hey, hey, hey.
_ [F#] Hey, hey, hey. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
A hiding place where no one ever [B] goes. _
_ Put it in your pantry, lift your cupcakes.
_ [E] It's a [A] little secret, [D] just the [Bm] Robinsons are [F#] there.
_ _ _ Most of all, you've [E] got to hide it from the kids.
[A] Mrs.
[F#m] Robinson, [A]
Jesus [F#m] loves you more than you [D] will know.
Whoa, [E] whoa, whoa.
God [A] bless you, please, [F#m] Mrs.
Robinson.
[A]
Heaven [F#m] holds a place for [D] those who pray.
_ [Bm] Hey, hey, hey.
_ [F#] Hey, hey, hey. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Sitting on the sofa on a Sunday [F#m] afternoon.
_ _ [B] Going to the candidates' debate.
_ _ [E] Laugh [A] about it, shout [D] about it, when you've [F#] got to choose. _ _
Every way you look at [E] it, you lose.
[A] Where have you gone, Joe Colaggio?
Our nation [F#m] turns its lonely [D] eyes to you.
_ [E] Whoa, whoa, whoa.
What's [A] left to say, [F#m] Mrs.
Robinson?
[A] Joe [F#m] Pinchot has left and [D] gone away.
_ [F#] Hey, hey, [Bm] hey.
_ [F#] Hey, hey, hey. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ [C#] _
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_ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ [F#] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ And [A] here's to you, [F#m] Mrs.
Robinson, [A]
Jesus [F#m] loves you more than [D] you will know.
_ [E] Whoa, whoa, whoa.
God [A] bless you, please, [F#m] Mrs.
Robinson.
[A]
Heaven [F#m] holds a place for [D] those who pray.
_ [Bm] Hey, hey, hey.
_ [F#] Hey, hey, hey. _ _ _
_ _ _ [C#] We'd like to [F#] know a little bit about you for our [F#m] fans.
_ [B] We'd like to help you learn to help yourself.
[E] Look [A] around you, all you [D] see are [F#] sympathetic eyes. _ _ _
Stroll around the [E] grounds until you feel at home.
And [A] here's to [F#m] you, Mrs.
Robinson, [A] Jesus [F#m] loves you more than [D] you will know.
_ [E] Whoa, whoa, whoa.
God [A] bless you, please, [F#m] Mrs.
Robinson.
[A] Heaven [F#m] holds a place for [D] those who pray.
_ [Bm] Hey, hey, hey.
_ [F#] Hey, hey, hey. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
A hiding place where no one ever [B] goes. _
_ Put it in your pantry, lift your cupcakes.
_ [E] It's a [A] little secret, [D] just the [Bm] Robinsons are [F#] there.
_ _ _ Most of all, you've [E] got to hide it from the kids.
[A] Mrs.
[F#m] Robinson, [A]
Jesus [F#m] loves you more than you [D] will know.
Whoa, [E] whoa, whoa.
God [A] bless you, please, [F#m] Mrs.
Robinson.
[A]
Heaven [F#m] holds a place for [D] those who pray.
_ [Bm] Hey, hey, hey.
_ [F#] Hey, hey, hey. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Sitting on the sofa on a Sunday [F#m] afternoon.
_ _ [B] Going to the candidates' debate.
_ _ [E] Laugh [A] about it, shout [D] about it, when you've [F#] got to choose. _ _
Every way you look at [E] it, you lose.
[A] Where have you gone, Joe Colaggio?
Our nation [F#m] turns its lonely [D] eyes to you.
_ [E] Whoa, whoa, whoa.
What's [A] left to say, [F#m] Mrs.
Robinson?
[A] Joe [F#m] Pinchot has left and [D] gone away.
_ [F#] Hey, hey, [Bm] hey.
_ [F#] Hey, hey, hey. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ [C#] _
_ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _
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