Chords for Simon & Garfunkel - Mrs. Robinson (from The Concert in Central Park)
Tempo:
102.4 bpm
Chords used:
A
F#m
F#
E
D
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[F#] [C] [F#]
We'd like to know a little bit about you for a while.
[B] We'd like to help you learn to help yourself.
[A] [E] Look [A] around you, all you [D] see are [Bm] sympathetic eyes.
[F#] Stroll around the [E] grounds until you feel at home.
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.
Heaven knows a place for [D] those who pray.
[Bm] Hey, hey, hey.
[F#] Hey, hey, hey.
Hiding in a hiding place where no one ever goes.
[B] In your pantry with your cupcakes.
[E] It's a little [A] secret, it's [D] just a [Bm] Robinson's affair.
[F#] Most of all, you've got [E] to hide it from the kids who [A] look at you.
[F#m] Mrs.
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 knows [F#m] a place for those [D] who pray.
Hey, [Bm] hey, hey.
Hey, [F#] hey, hey.
[F#m] Sitting on a sofa [B] on a [F#] Sunday afternoon.
[B] To the candidates debate, yeah.
[E] Laugh about [A] it, shout about [D] it when you've got [Bm] to choose.
[F#] Every way you look at [E] it, you lose.
Where [A] have you gone, [F#m] Joe DiMaggio?
[A] A [F#m] nation turns its lonely [D] eyes to you.
Whoa, [E] whoa, whoa.
What's [A] that you say, [F#m] Mrs.
Robinson?
[A] Joe DiMaggio [F#m] has left and [D] gone away.
Hey, [Bm] hey, hey.
[F#m] Hey, [F#] hey, hey.
Hey, hey.
Hey, hey.
[N]
We'd like to know a little bit about you for a while.
[B] We'd like to help you learn to help yourself.
[A] [E] Look [A] around you, all you [D] see are [Bm] sympathetic eyes.
[F#] Stroll around the [E] grounds until you feel at home.
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.
Heaven knows a place for [D] those who pray.
[Bm] Hey, hey, hey.
[F#] Hey, hey, hey.
Hiding in a hiding place where no one ever goes.
[B] In your pantry with your cupcakes.
[E] It's a little [A] secret, it's [D] just a [Bm] Robinson's affair.
[F#] Most of all, you've got [E] to hide it from the kids who [A] look at you.
[F#m] Mrs.
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 knows [F#m] a place for those [D] who pray.
Hey, [Bm] hey, hey.
Hey, [F#] hey, hey.
[F#m] Sitting on a sofa [B] on a [F#] Sunday afternoon.
[B] To the candidates debate, yeah.
[E] Laugh about [A] it, shout about [D] it when you've got [Bm] to choose.
[F#] Every way you look at [E] it, you lose.
Where [A] have you gone, [F#m] Joe DiMaggio?
[A] A [F#m] nation turns its lonely [D] eyes to you.
Whoa, [E] whoa, whoa.
What's [A] that you say, [F#m] Mrs.
Robinson?
[A] Joe DiMaggio [F#m] has left and [D] gone away.
Hey, [Bm] hey, hey.
[F#m] Hey, [F#] hey, hey.
Hey, hey.
Hey, hey.
[N]
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We'd like to know a little bit about you for a while.
_ [B] We'd like to help you learn to help yourself.
_ [A] _ [E] Look [A] around you, all you [D] see are [Bm] sympathetic eyes.
_ [F#] _ Stroll around the [E] grounds until you feel at home.
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.
Heaven knows a place for [D] those who pray. _
[Bm] Hey, hey, hey.
_ [F#] Hey, hey, hey. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Hiding in a hiding place where no one ever goes.
_ _ [B] In your pantry with your cupcakes.
_ [E] _ It's a little [A] secret, it's [D] just a [Bm] Robinson's affair. _ _ _
[F#] _ Most of all, you've got [E] to hide it from the kids who [A] look at you.
[F#m] Mrs.
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 knows [F#m] a place for those [D] who pray.
Hey, [Bm] hey, hey.
Hey, [F#] hey, hey. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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[F#m] Sitting on a sofa [B] on a [F#] Sunday afternoon. _
_ _ [B] To the candidates debate, yeah.
_ [E] _ Laugh about [A] it, shout about [D] it when you've got [Bm] to choose.
_ [F#] _ Every way you look at [E] it, you lose.
Where [A] have you gone, [F#m] Joe DiMaggio?
[A] A [F#m] nation turns its lonely [D] eyes to you.
Whoa, [E] whoa, whoa.
What's [A] that you say, [F#m] Mrs.
Robinson?
[A] Joe DiMaggio [F#m] has left and [D] gone away.
Hey, [Bm] hey, hey.
[F#m] Hey, [F#] hey, hey. _
Hey, hey.
Hey, hey. _ _ _
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We'd like to know a little bit about you for a while.
_ [B] We'd like to help you learn to help yourself.
_ [A] _ [E] Look [A] around you, all you [D] see are [Bm] sympathetic eyes.
_ [F#] _ Stroll around the [E] grounds until you feel at home.
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.
Heaven knows a place for [D] those who pray. _
[Bm] Hey, hey, hey.
_ [F#] Hey, hey, hey. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Hiding in a hiding place where no one ever goes.
_ _ [B] In your pantry with your cupcakes.
_ [E] _ It's a little [A] secret, it's [D] just a [Bm] Robinson's affair. _ _ _
[F#] _ Most of all, you've got [E] to hide it from the kids who [A] look at you.
[F#m] Mrs.
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 knows [F#m] a place for those [D] who pray.
Hey, [Bm] hey, hey.
Hey, [F#] hey, hey. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F#m] Sitting on a sofa [B] on a [F#] Sunday afternoon. _
_ _ [B] To the candidates debate, yeah.
_ [E] _ Laugh about [A] it, shout about [D] it when you've got [Bm] to choose.
_ [F#] _ Every way you look at [E] it, you lose.
Where [A] have you gone, [F#m] Joe DiMaggio?
[A] A [F#m] nation turns its lonely [D] eyes to you.
Whoa, [E] whoa, whoa.
What's [A] that you say, [F#m] Mrs.
Robinson?
[A] Joe DiMaggio [F#m] has left and [D] gone away.
Hey, [Bm] hey, hey.
[F#m] Hey, [F#] hey, hey. _
Hey, hey.
Hey, hey. _ _ _
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