Tono: C
G
Am7
G7
C
C9
C
G/B
Am7
I've grown accustomed to her face
Cº
Dm7
G7
Dm7
G7
She almost makes my day begin
Eº
F
Em
Gº
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
Eº
C
C9
C
G/B
Am7
Are second nature to me now
Cº
Dm7
G7
Dm7
G7
Like breathing out and breathing in
F
Dm7
Cº
B7
C
Em7
A
I was serenely independent and content before we met
Dm7
F
G7
Bm7(b5)
E7
Fº
Fm
Surely I could always be that way again and yet
Fº
D7
Fm
I've grown accustomed to her looks
C
Em7
Gº
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
Cº
Dm7
G7
Dm7
G7
She al - most makes the day begin,
Eº
F
Em
Gº
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
Eº
C
C9
C
G/B
Am7
Are second nature to me now
Cº
Dm7
G7
Dm7
G7
Like breathing out and breathing in
F
Dm7
Cº
B7
C
Em7
A
I'm very grateful she's a woman, and so easy to forget
Dm7
F
G7
Bm7(b5)
E7
Fº
Fm
Rather like a habit one can always break and yet
Fº
D7
Fm
I've grown accustomed to the trace
C
Em7
Gº
Dm7
Am7
D7(9)G7
C
Of something in the air, accustomed to her face