Mrs. Robinson Lyrics

Are you going to Scarborough FairParsley, sage, rosemary and thymeRemember me to one who lives thereShe once was a true love of mineTell her to make me a cambric shirt (deep forest...Read Full Lyrics

Slow down, you move too fastYou got to make the morning lastJust kicking down the cobblestonesLooking for fun and feeling groovyBa da-da da-da da-da, feeling groovyHello lamppost, ...Read Full Lyrics

Fog's rollin' in off the East River bankLike a shroud it covers Bleeker StreetFills the alleys where men sleepHides the shepherd from the sheepVoices leaking from a sad cafeSmiling...Read Full Lyrics

Gee but it's great to be back homeHome is where I want to be.I've been on the road so long my friend,And if you came alongI know you couldn't disagree.It's the same old story, yeah...Read Full Lyrics

CloudyThe sky is gray and white and cloudy,Sometimes I think it's hanging down on meAnd it's a hitchhike a hundred milesI'm a rag-a-muffin childPointed finger-painted smileI left m...Read Full Lyrics

Slow down, you move too fastYou got to make the morning lastJust kicking down the cobblestonesLooking for fun and feeling groovyBa da-da da-da da-da, feeling groovyHello lamppost, ...Read Full Lyrics

They say that Richard Cory owns one half of this whole town,With political connections to spread his wealth around.Born into society, a banker's only child,He had everything a man ...Read Full Lyrics

I'm sitting in the railway stationGot a ticket to my destinationOn a tour of one-night stands my suitcase and guitar in handAnd every stop is neatly planned for a poet and a one-ma...Read Full Lyrics

I hear the drizzle of the rainLike a memory it fallsSoft and warm continuingTapping on my roof and wallsAnd from the shelter of my mindThrough the window of my eyesI gaze beyond th...Read Full Lyrics

My daddy was the family bassmanMy mamma was an engineerAnd I was born one dark gray mornWith music coming in my earsIn my earsThey call me Baby DriverAnd once upon a pair of wheels...Read Full Lyrics