Chords for I've Grown Accustomed to Her Face - Anthony Andrews

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[C]
I've grown accustomed to her face!
[D] [G]
She
[C] almost makes the day [F]
begin.
[G] [C] I've grown [F] accustomed to [Gb] the [C] tune.
She [G] whistles night and noon.
[C] Her [F] [Dm] smiles, [E] her frowns, [Dm] her ups, her downs,
are [G] second nature to me now.
[C] Like breathing [F] out, breathing in.
[G]
[C] I [F] was serenely [B] independent [G] and content [A] before we met.
[Dm] Surely I could [F] always be [E] that way again?
[A] And yet, [Am] I've grown accustomed to her [Fm] looks,
[G] accustomed to her voice,
[Am] accustomed
[F] to her [C] face!
[Em]
Miss Freddie, what an infantile idea.
What a heartless, wicked, brainless thing to do.
But she'll regret it.
She'll regret it!
It's doomed before they even take the bow!
[A] I can see her [D] now, Misses Freddie, Einstein Hill,
in a wretched little flat above [C] the storm.
I can see her now, not a [G] penny in the till,
and a bell collective beating [Bb] at the door.
She'll try to teach [A] the things [D] I taught
[Gm] and end up selling [D] flowers instead,
[Bm]
[C] begging for her bread [E] and water
while [Gbm] her husband [F] has his breakfast [A] in bed.
[Dm] In a year or so, when she's prematurely grey
and the blossom in her cheek has turned [Gm] to chalk,
she'll come [C] home and lo, he'll have had to run [Em] away
with a social-climbing heiress from [Gb] New York.
Poor [G] Inzizer.
Simply [C] frightful.
How [Ab] humiliating.
[Am] [G]
[C] How [G] poignant [E] it will be on that [C] inevitable [D] night
when [C] she hammers on my door in [Gm] tears and rags.
[Ebm]
Miserable and lonely, repentant and contrite.
Will I let her in or hurl her to the wolves?
[Bm] Will I show her [Eb] kindness or the treatment [D] she deserves?
[F] Will I take her back or throw her baggage out?
[Bb] At least, forgiving me.
Sort [E] of a [Am] havocal, [G] abled woman,
[D] take a position [Bb] and stomp, slay, never bow.
[F]
[Bb] Just [F] a most [Bb] forgiving man.
[Eb] But I will next take her back.
You see, we're [Ab] crawling on her knees.
[Dm] [Gb] Let her [Ab] from [Bb] stewards' [Abm] home.
Let her shiver, [Ab] let her [Bb] mourn.
I'll [E] slam the [Ebm] door that let [Bb] the hell [Eb] cat free.
Marry Freddy.
[N]
Ha!
[C]
[D] [E] [C]
[G]
[C]
[F] [G]
[C] [F] And so we used to get up and [Gb] say,
[A] Good morning.
[G] Every day, [F] her [D] joys, [Em] her [G] woes, [Dm] her highs, [Db] [G] her lows.
Our second nature to be loved.
[C] And breathing [F] in,
[G]
[Em] I'm very [F] grateful [B] she's a woman and [G] so easy to [A] forget.
[Dm] Rather like a habit [G] one [E] can [D] always break.
[G]
And [A] yet, [G]
I've [F] grown a [Am] beastie.
That [Fm] breaks [Em] off something in the [G] air.
[Dm] Accustomed
[F] to her [C]
face.
[F]
[C] [Gm]
[F]
[C] [F]
[Bb] [F]
[C] I [Bb]
[B] [Dm]
[Bb] [Gm] [Am]
[Gm] [Eb] [Gm]
[A] [C] [F] [C]
[F]
[C]
[Bb] [F]
[Bb] [E] [C]
[D] [Gm]
[C] [A]
wanna [C]
[A] [F] [A]
[Bbm] [C]
[Gm]
[Bb]
[F]
[G] [N]
[Bb] be a lady in a flower shop.
Instead of selling flowers, I'm talking more genuinely.
[F] He said [Bb] he'd teach me.
But here I am, ready.
Not asking any [Cm] favour.
And he treats me as if I was [F] dirt.
[Cm] I know the lessons cost, but I'm ready to pay.
Flower is all the most irresistible.
She's so deliciously alert.
[G] So [F] highly intuitive.
[Bb] [G]
[Abm] I wash my face and hands before [Gm] I come, I do.
[G]
Eliza,
[N]
devil are my slippers.
[Eb]
[Gm] [Eb]
[Fm] [Ab]
[Fm]
[Gm] [Eb]
[E] [Ebm] [Eb]
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G
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A
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[C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ I've grown accustomed to her face!
_ _ _ [D] _ [G] _
_ _ She _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ almost makes the day [F]
begin.
_ [G] _ _ [C] _ I've grown [F] accustomed to [Gb] the [C] tune.
She [G] whistles night and noon.
[C] Her [F] [Dm] smiles, [E] her frowns, [Dm] her ups, her downs,
are [G] second nature to me now.
_ _ _ _ [C] Like breathing [F] out, breathing in.
_ [G] _ _
[C] _ I [F] was serenely _ [B] independent [G] and content [A] before we met.
[Dm] Surely I could [F] always be [E] that way again? _
_ [A] And yet, [Am] I've grown accustomed to her [Fm] looks,
[G] accustomed _ to her voice,
[Am] accustomed _ _
[F] to her [C] _ _ face!
_ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
Miss _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ Freddie, _ what an infantile idea.
What a heartless, wicked, brainless thing to do.
_ But she'll regret it.
_ She'll regret it!
It's doomed before they even take the bow!
_ _ _ [A] I can see her [D] now, Misses Freddie, Einstein Hill,
in a wretched little flat above [C] the storm.
I can see her now, not a [G] penny in the till,
and a bell collective beating [Bb] at the door. _ _
She'll try to teach [A] the things [D] I taught _
[Gm] and end up selling [D] flowers instead,
[Bm] _ _
[C] begging for her bread [E] and water
while [Gbm] her husband [F] has his breakfast [A] in _ bed.
_ [Dm] In a year or so, when she's prematurely grey
and the blossom in her cheek has turned [Gm] to chalk,
_ she'll come [C] home and lo, he'll have had to run [Em] away
with a social-climbing heiress from [Gb] New York. _
Poor [G] Inzizer.
_ Simply _ [C] frightful.
How [Ab] humiliating. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] How [G] poignant [E] it will be on that [C] inevitable [D] night
when [C] she hammers on my door in [Gm] tears and _ rags.
[Ebm] _
Miserable and lonely, repentant and contrite.
Will I let her in or hurl her to the wolves?
[Bm] Will I show her [Eb] kindness or the treatment [D] she deserves?
[F] Will I take her back or throw her baggage out? _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Bb] At least, forgiving me.
_ _ _ Sort [E] of a [Am] havocal, [G] abled woman,
[D] take a position [Bb] and stomp, slay, never bow.
_ _ _ [F] _
[Bb] _ _ Just [F] a most [Bb] forgiving man. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Eb] But I will next take her back.
_ You see, we're [Ab] crawling on her knees. _
[Dm] _ [Gb] Let her [Ab] from [Bb] stewards' [Abm] home.
Let her shiver, [Ab] let her [Bb] mourn.
I'll [E] slam the [Ebm] door that let [Bb] the hell [Eb] cat free. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Marry Freddy.
_ [N] _
_ _ Ha!
_ _ [C] _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ [F] And so we used to get up and [Gb] say,
[A] Good morning.
_ [G] Every day, [F] her [D] joys, [Em] her [G] woes, [Dm] her highs, _ [Db] [G] her lows.
Our second nature to be _ loved.
_ _ _ _ [C] _ And breathing [F] in,
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _
[Em] _ I'm very [F] grateful [B] she's a woman and [G] so easy to [A] forget. _ _
[Dm] Rather like a habit [G] one [E] can [D] always break.
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ And [A] yet, _ _ [G] _ _
_ I've [F] grown a [Am] beastie.
That _ [Fm] breaks [Em] off _ something in the _ [G] air.
_ [Dm] Accustomed _ _
[F] to her _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ face.
_ _ _ [F] _
_ [C] _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _
_ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
[C] I _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ [Gm] _ _ [Am] _ _ _
_ [Gm] _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Gm] _ _ _
[A] _ [C] _ [F] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [Gm] _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
wanna _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ [F] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[Bbm] _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Gm] _
_ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _
[Bb] be a lady in a flower shop.
_ Instead of selling flowers, I'm _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ talking more genuinely.
_ _ [F] He said [Bb] he'd teach me. _
_ _ But here I am, ready.
Not asking any [Cm] favour.
And he treats me as if I was [F] dirt.
_ _ [Cm] I know the lessons cost, but I'm ready to pay. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Flower is all the most _ irresistible. _ _ _ _
She's so deliciously alert.
_ _ [G] So [F] highly intuitive. _ _ _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ [Abm] I wash my face and hands before [Gm] I come, I do.
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Eliza,
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
devil are my slippers. _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _
_ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ [Eb] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

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