I've Grown Accustomed to His Face
Ella Fitzgerald Lyrics


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I've grown accustomed to his face
He almost makes the day begin
I've grown accustomed
To the tune that he whistles 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 serenely independent
And content before we met
Surely I could always be that way again
And yet I've grown accustomed to his look

Accustomed to his voice
Accustomed to his face
I'm so used to hearing him say
"Good morning" every day

His joys, his woes
His highs, his lows
Are second nature to me now
Like breathing out and breathing in

I'm very grateful 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

Overall Meaning

"I've Grown Accustomed to His Face" is a love song that was written by Alan Jay Lerner and Frederick Loewe for their Broadway musical, "My Fair Lady." The song is sung by the character Eliza Doolittle, who is reflecting on her relationship with Professor Henry Higgins. She has grown accustomed to his face, his tune, his voice, and his presence in her life. The lyrics show how she has come to rely on him and how she has become emotionally attached to him. She realizes that she has fallen in love with him, despite the fact that he does not feel the same way about her. The song has a bittersweet quality to it, as Eliza acknowledges that she could learn to live without him, but also knows that she does not want to.


The lyrics are filled with imagery and metaphor. Eliza talks about how she has grown accustomed to the tune that Professor Higgins whistles, showing how the small details of his life have become important to her. She also talks about how his smiles and frowns are second nature to her, like breathing in and breathing out. This line shows how his presence in her life has become essential to her, like the act of breathing.


The final verse of the song is particularly poignant, as Eliza talks about how she is grateful that Professor Higgins is a man and easy to forget. She compares him to a habit that she could always break, but also acknowledges that she has become accustomed to the trace of something in the air that reminds her of him. This shows how she has come to associate him with the small details of her life, even when he is not there.


Line by Line Meaning

I've grown accustomed to his face
I have become familiar with and comfortable around the sight of his face.


He almost makes the day begin
His presence in my life is so profound that his actions almost signal the start of my day.


I've grown accustomed to the tune that he whistles night and noon
The sound of his whistling has become so routine that it almost serves as background music to my life.


His smiles, his frowns
I have become used to both his happy and sad expressions.


His ups, his downs
I have become used to both his good times and bad times.


Are second nature to me now
I have become so accustomed to his emotions that they feel like something natural to me.


Like breathing out and breathing in
His presence in my life has become like a habit, something that I do naturally without thinking too much about it.


I was serenely independent
Before I met him, I was able to be happy and content on my own.


And content before we met
Prior to our meeting, I was satisfied with my life as it was.


Surely I could always be that way again
I believe that I have the strength to be independent again, but my feelings for him make it difficult.


And yet I've grown accustomed to his look
Despite my desire to be independent again, I have grown so used to seeing him that it has become hard to imagine my life without him.


Accustomed to his voice
I have become used to the sound of his voice.


I'm so used to hearing him say 'Good morning' every day
His daily greeting to me has become routine and habitual.


His joys, his woes
I have become used to both his happy moments and his difficult times.


His highs, his lows
I have become used to both his good times and his bad times.


I'm very grateful he's a man and so easy to forget
I am thankful that he is just a man and not something more significant that would make it harder for me to move on from.


Rather like a habit one can always break
In a way, my feelings for him have become like a habit, something that I can choose to move on from.


And yet I've grown accustomed
Despite my belief that I could move on, my growing attachment to him makes it difficult.


To the trace of something in the air
Even the slightest hint of his presence can make me feel attached to him.


Accustomed to his face
I have become used to the sight of his face.




Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: ALAN JAY LERNER, FREDERICK LOEWE

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