Luyện nghe bài hát I've Grown Accoustomed To Her Face

I've grown accustomed to his
He makes the day begin
I've grown accustomed to the
He whistles night and

His smiles, his frowns, his ups, his
Are nature to me now
Like breathing out and in

I was serenely and content before we met
Surely I always be that way again and yet
I've grown to his looks, accustomed to his voice
Accustomed to his

I've grown to his face
He almost the day begin
I've used to hear him say
morning everyday

His joys, his woes, his highs, his
Are nature to me now
breathing out, breathing in

I'm very glad he's a man and so easy to
Rather a habit one can always break and yet
I've grown accustomed to the trace of in the air
to his face