[Intro]
Cmaj7sus2 G Cmaj7sus2 G
 
[Verse 1]
           Cmaj7sus2           G    Cmaj7sus2
I've grown accustomed to her face
Am7            Dm7             A7(b13)  D7sus2  G
    She almost makes the day begin
             B7sus2/F#       B7
I've grown accustomed to the tune
    A7sus/E            A7
She whistles night and noon
    Dm7          A7(b13)
Her smiles, her frowns
    D7sus2    G7
Her ups, her downs
 
[Verse 2]
           Cmaj7sus2    G    Cmaj7sus2
Are second nature to me now
Am7               Dm7               A7(b13)  D7sus2  G
   Like breathing out and breathing in
        B7sus2/F#    B7           A7sus/E        A7
I was serenely independent and content before we met
G7sus2/D        G7             A#dim/E        A7(b13)
Surely, I could always be that way again, and yet
             F#dim           G#/F
I've grown accustomed to her look
  A7sus/E          A7(b13)
Accustomed to her voice
  D7sus2   G      Cmaj7sus2 G Cmaj7sus2
Accustomed to her face
 
[Interlude]
Am7  Dm7  A7(b13)  D7sus2  G
 
[Bridge]
            B7sus2/F#         B7
I guess I'm used to hear her say
       A7sus/E        A7
"Good morning" every day
    Dm7       A7(b13)
Her joys, her woes
    D7sus2      G7
Her highs, her lows
 
[Verse 3]
               Cmaj7sus2     G    Cmaj7sus2
They're second nature to me now
Am7               Dm7            A7(b13)  D7sus2  G
   Like breathing out, breathing in
         B7sus2/F#         B7
I'm very grateful she's a woman
       A7sus/E    A7
And so easy to forget
G7sus2/D        G7          A#dim/E            A7(b13)
Rather like a habit one can always break, and yet
 
[Verse 4]
             F#dim           G#/F
I've grown accustomed to the trace
   A7sus/E          A7(b13)
Of something in the air
  D7sus2   G      Cmaj7sus2  G  Cmaj7sus2
Accustomed to her face
 
G  Cmaj7sus2
              I've grown accustomed to her face
She almost makes the day begin
I've grown accustomed to the tune
She whistles night and noon

Her smiles, her frowns
Her ups, her downs
Are second nature to me now
Like breathing out and breathing in

I was serenely independent and content before we met
Surely I could always be that way again
And yet I've grown accustomed to her look
Accustomed to her voice
Accustomed to her face

I guess I'm used to hear her say
Good morning every day
Her joys, her woes
Her highs, her lows

Are second nature to me now
Like breathing out and breathing in
I'm very grateful she's a woman
And so easy to forget
Rather like a habit
One can always break
And yet I've grown accustomed to the trace
Of something in the air
Accustomed to her face              
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