Dean Martin — Ive Grown Accustomed To Her Face 2007 version

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 and 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, accustomеd to her voice Accustomed to hеr face [Trumpet Solo] She's second nature to me now Like breathing out and breathing in 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 [Trumpet Solo Outro]