I've Grown Accustomed to Her Face

I've Grown Accustomed to Her Face - Sammy Davis Jr.

You see I've grown accustomed to her face

She almost makes my 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 looks

Accustomed to her voice

Accustomed to her face

But I've gotten used to hear her say

"Good morning" every day.

Her joys, her woes,

Her highs, her lows,

I've grown accustomed to her face

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.