I've Grown Accustomed to Her Face

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