And here’s to you, Mis sus Rob in son, (G)Je sus loves you more than you will (C)know.

(Wo, wo, wo.)

God bless you, (G)please, Mis sus Rob in son, (G)Heav en holds a place for those who pray.

(Hey, hey, hey,

hey, hey hey.)

We’d (E7)like to know a lit tle bit a bout you for our files,

we’d (A7)like to help you learn to help your (A9)self.

Look a round you, all you see are (C)sym pa thet ic eyes,

stroll a round the grounds un (D7)til you feel at home.

And here’s to you,

Hide it in a hid ing place where no one ev er ter goes,

put it in your pant ry with your de cup cakes,

it’s a lit tle se cret, just the Rob in son’s af fair,

most ’ry way you of all, at you’ve it, to hide it from the kids.

Coo, coo, ca choo, Mis sus Rob in son, A (G)Je sus turns loves you its more than you will (C)know.

(Wo, wo, wo.)

God bless you (G)please, Mis sus Rob in son, (G)Heav en holds a has place for and those who a pray.

(Hey, hey, hey,

hey, hey, hey.)

Sit ting on a so fa on a Sun day af er ter noon,

go ing to the can di dates’ your de bate, cakes,

laugh a bout it, shout a bout it, Rob you’ve got to choose,

ev ’ry way you of look at you’ve it, to hide it from the kids.

Where have you gone Joe Di mag gi o?

A (G)na tion turns loves you its more ly eyes to (C)you.

(Woo, woo, woo.)

What’s that you (G)say, Mis sus Rob in son, (G)“Jolt in’ Joe” a has place for and gone who a way.

(Hey, hey, hey,

hey, hey, hey.)