I've Grown Accustomed To Her Face

G Am7 G7 C C9 C G/B Am7 I've grown accustomed to her face Cdim Dm7 G7 Dm7 G7 She almost makes my day begin Edim F Em Gdim Dm7 I've grown accustomed to the tune she whistles night and noon F Em Dm7 G Her smiles, her frowns, her ups, her downs Edim C C9 C G/B Am7 Are second nature to me now Cdim Dm7 G7 Dm7 G7 Like breathing out and breathing in F Dm7 Cdim B7 C Em7 A I was serenely independent and content before we met Dm7 F G7 Bm5-/7 E7 Fdim Fm Surely I could always be that way again and yet Fdim D7 Fm I've grown accustomed to her looks C Em7 Gdim Dm7 Am7 D7/9 G7 C Accustomed to her voice, accustomed to her face G Am7 G7 C C9 C G/B Am7 I've grown accustomed to her face Cdim Dm7 G7 Dm7 G7 She al - most makes the day begin, Edim F Em Gdim Dm7 I've gotten used to hear her say "Good Morning" every day F Em Dm7 G Her joys, her woes, her highs, her lows Edim C C9 C G/B Am7 Are second nature to me now Cdim Dm7 G7 Dm7 G7 Like breathing out and breathing in F Dm7 Cdim B7 C Em7 A I'm very grateful she's a woman, and so easy to forget Dm7 F G7 Bm5-/7 E7 Fdim Fm Rather like a habit one can always break and yet Fdim D7 Fm I've grown accustomed to the trace C Em7 Gdim Dm7 Am7 D7/9 G7 C Of something in the air, accustomed to her face