Ive Grown Accustomed To Her Face

G Am7 G7 C C7 C G Am7 D7 Dm7 G7 Dm7 G7 I've grown ac - customed to her face, she almost makes my day begin, D#7 F Em D7 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; D#7 C C7 C G Am7 D7 Dm7 G7 Dm7 G7 Are second nature to me now, like breathing out and breathing in, F Dm7 C B7 C Em7 A I was serenely in - dependent and content before we met, Dm7 F G7 Bm7 E7 F Fm Surely I could always be that way again and yet; F D7 Fm I've grown accustomed to her looks, C Em7 D7 Dm7 Am7 D7 G7 C Accustomed to her voice, accus - tomed to her face.