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"I've Grown Accustomed To Her Face" lyrics

Andrew Bird, Alan Hampton & Ted Poor Lyrics

"I've Grown Accustomed To Her Face"
(originally by Rex Harrison)

I've grown accustomed to her face
You almost make my day begin
I've grown accustomed to the tune that
You whistle night and noon
Your smiles, your frowns
Your ups, your downs
Are second nature to me now
Like breathing out and breathing in
I was serenely independent and content before we met
Surely I would always be that way again-
And yet
I've grown accustomed to your look
Accustomed to your voice
Accustomed to your face


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album: "Sunday Morning Put-On" (2024)
Andrew Bird, Alan Hampton & Ted Poor - Sunday Morning Put-On album cover
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(Instrumental)
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I've Grown Accustomed To Her Face
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(Instrumental)
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