About the song
“Mrs. Robinson” is a timeless classic that has become an integral part of American music history. Released in 1968, the song was written by Paul Simon and featured on the duo’s fourth studio album, Bookends. The song’s origins date back to the 1967 film The Graduate, for which Simon & Garfunkel were approached to contribute music. Although the song was not written specifically for the film, it became an integral part of the soundtrack, with two short versions of the song featured on the album.
The song’s lyrics are a witty commentary on the societal norms of the time, with references to baseball star Joe DiMaggio and the character of Mrs. Robinson, played by Anne Bancroft in the film. The song’s catchy melody and harmonies have made it a fan favorite, and it has been covered by numerous artists over the years.
“Mrs. Robinson” was a commercial success, reaching number one on the Billboard Hot 100 chart and staying there for three weeks. It also won two Grammy Awards in 1969, including Record of the Year and Best Contemporary-Pop Performance – Vocal Duo or Group. The song’s impact on popular culture is still felt today, with references to the song appearing in films, television shows, and advertisements.
In this article, we will delve into the history of “Mrs. Robinson,” exploring its origins, composition, and impact on popular culture. We will also examine the song’s lyrics and their significance, as well as its enduring popularity and influence on the music industry.
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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 a 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
Coo, coo, ca-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?
Joltin’ Joe has left and gone away
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey