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I've Grown Accustomed To His Face - Diana Krall - (Live in Rio) HD

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Live in Rio de Janeiro November 2008.
Piano & Vocals - Diana Krall
Bassist - John Clayton
Guitarist - Anthony Wilson
Drummer - Jeff Hamilton
Percussionist - Paulinho DaCosta
Supported by the Rio De Janeiro Orchestra under direction of Ruria Duprat.
"I've Grown Accustomed to Her Face" is a song from the 1956 musical My Fair Lady, with music by Frederick Loewe and lyrics by Alan Jay Lerner.
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Lyrics:
"I've Grown Accustomed To His Face"
I've grown accustomed to his face,
He almost makes the day begin,
I've grown accustomed to the tune he whistle night and noon.
His smiles, his frowns,
His ups his downs are second nature to me now
Like breathing out and breathing in.
I was so really independent and content before we met,
Surely i could always be that way again and yet
I've grown accustomed to his looks,
Accustomed to his voice,
Accustomed to his face.
I've grown accustomed to his face,
He almost makes the day begin.
I've gotten used to hear him say good morning everyday.
His joys, his woes, his highs, his lows
Are second nature to me now
Like breathing out, breathing in
I'm very glad he's a man 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 his face
Piano & Vocals - Diana Krall
Bassist - John Clayton
Guitarist - Anthony Wilson
Drummer - Jeff Hamilton
Percussionist - Paulinho DaCosta
Supported by the Rio De Janeiro Orchestra under direction of Ruria Duprat.
"I've Grown Accustomed to Her Face" is a song from the 1956 musical My Fair Lady, with music by Frederick Loewe and lyrics by Alan Jay Lerner.
I do not own any rights to this video or audio
Audio-visual content administered by:
Eagle Rock
Lyrics:
"I've Grown Accustomed To His Face"
I've grown accustomed to his face,
He almost makes the day begin,
I've grown accustomed to the tune he whistle night and noon.
His smiles, his frowns,
His ups his downs are second nature to me now
Like breathing out and breathing in.
I was so really independent and content before we met,
Surely i could always be that way again and yet
I've grown accustomed to his looks,
Accustomed to his voice,
Accustomed to his face.
I've grown accustomed to his face,
He almost makes the day begin.
I've gotten used to hear him say good morning everyday.
His joys, his woes, his highs, his lows
Are second nature to me now
Like breathing out, breathing in
I'm very glad he's a man 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 his face
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