It early was July in 1968, Simon and Garfunkel ruled the Top 10 album chart with not one, but three albums topping the list —#1 Bookends, #2 “The Graduate” Soundtrack and at #10, Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Thyme. That is seriously impressive, even for them.
Today we’re looking back at three of our favorite tracks from these classic Simon & Garfunkel albums. Which was your favorite? Do these songs bring back memories?
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Simon & Garfunkel – Wikimedia Commons
Simon & Garfunkel’s “At The Zoo”
Someone told me it’s all happening at the zoo. I do believe it, I do believe it’s true. It’s a light and tumble journey From the East side to the park. Just a fine and fancy ramble to the zoo. But you can take the cross-town bus If it’s raining or it’s cold. And the animals will love it if you do.
Something tells me it’s all happening at the zoo. I do believe it, I do believe it’s true. The monkeys stand for honesty. Giraffes are insincere. And the elephants are kindly but they’re dumb. Orangutans are skeptical of changes in their cages And the zoo keeper is very fond of rum. Zebras are reactionaries, Antelopes are missionaries. Pigeons plot in secrecy And hamsters turn on frequently. What a gas you got to come and see At the zoo.
“Mrs. Robinson”
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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, 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. God bless you, please, Mrs. Robinson. Heaven holds a place for those who pray, Hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey
Hide it in the 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.
Koo-koo-ka-choo, Mrs. Robinson, Jesus loves you more than you will know. God bless you, please, Mrs. Robinson. Heaven holds a place for those who pray, Hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, heySitting 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. What’s that you say, Mrs. Robinson. Jolting Joe has left and gone away, Hey, hey, hey (Source)
“Scarborough Fair / Canticle”
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.
On the side of a hill in the deep forest green. Tracing of sparrow on snow-crested brown. Blankets and bedclothes the child of the mountain Sleeps unaware of the clarion call.
Tell her to make me a cambric shirt: Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme; Without no seams nor needle work, Then she’ll be a true love of mine.
On the side of a hill in the sprinkling of leaves. Washes the grave with silvery tears. A soldier cleans and polishes a gun. Sleeps unaware of the clarion call.
Tell her to find me an acre of land: Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme; Between the salt water and the sea strands, Then she’ll be a true love of mine.
War bellows blazing in scarlet battalions. Generals order their soldiers to kill. And to fight for a cause they have long ago forgotten.
Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leather: Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme; And gather it all in a bunch of heather, Then she’ll be a true love of mine.
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.