MRS. ROBINSON

MRS. ROBINSON

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Simon and Garfunkel's "Mrs. Robinson" was the only song written especially for the movie, The Graduate (Mike Nichols, 1967), which won Best Picture and Direction Oscars. The other songs ("Sound of Silence" was the most famous), all by Paul Simon, had been previously released and were therefore ineligible for Oscar nods.
    The song makes effective use of an acoustic guitar riff and accompaniment throughout, and contrasts well with the electric guitar of the film's dominant song, "The Sound of Silence." Also unusual is the avoidance of rhyme, apart from the nonsense rhymes (wo, wo, wo, etc.), which seems to comment on the fact that the song is unrhymed (the one rhyme is on "choose/lose").
    The song's most famous line is, "Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio?" referring to the Yankee great who still  holds what may be the one unbeatable baseball record: hitting successfully in 56 consecutive games. DiMaggio was also famous for his short-lived marriage to the century's most famous sex goddess, Marilyn Monroe. After her death DiMaggio ordered that fresh roses be placed on her grave daily.
    "Mrs. Robinson" might have been nominated but someone forgot to submit an official nomination form in time for Oscar consideration!
    Go here.

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And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know (Wo, wo, wo)
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 (Wo, wo, wo)
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 Robinsons' 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 (Wo, wo, wo)
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
Ev'ry way you look at it, you lose

Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio?
A 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)

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