Lyrics I've Grown Accustomed To Her Face - Gordon MacRae
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
independant
And
content
before
we
met
Surely
I
could
always
be
that
way
again
And
yet
I've
grown
to
her
looks
Accustomed
to
her
voice
Accustomed
to
her
face
(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)
I've
grown
accustomed
to
her
face
(I've
grown
accustomed
to
her
face)
She
almost
makes
the
day
begin
(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
(Are
second
nature
to
me
now)
Like
breathing
out
and
breathing
in
(Like
breathing
out
and
breathing
in)
1 I'm So Lonesome I Could Cry
2 It's Anybody's Spring
3 I've Grown Accustomed To Her Face
4 Love Is the Sweetest Thing
5 Mule Train
6 My Buick, My Love and I
7 On Rosary Hill
8 People Will Say We're In Love
9 Prisoner of Love
10 The Sound Of Music
11 Stars Fell On Alabama
12 The Sunshine Of Your Smile
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