Are you going to Scarborough Fair Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme?
Remember me to one who lives there She once was a true love of mine
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Gather it all in a bunch of heather Then she'll be a true love of mine
And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson Jesus loves you more than you will know
God bless you, please, Mrs. Robinson Heaven holds a place for those who pray
We'd like to know a little bit about you for a while
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
God bless you, please, Mrs. Robinson Heaven holds a place for those who pray
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
And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson Jesus loves you more than you will know
God bless you, please, Mrs. Robinson Heaven holds a place for those who pray
Sitting on a sofa on a Sunday afternoon
Going through the candidates' debate
Laugh about it, shout about it when you've got to choose
Every way you look at it's you
Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio?
A nation turns its lonely eyes to you
What's that you say, Mrs. Robinson?
Joe-n-Joe has left and gone away
Joe DiMaggio