Biography:
Frederick Loewe (June 10, 1901 - February 14, 1988) was a Tony Award-winning Austrian-American composer.
Loewe was born in Berlin to Viennese parents Edmond and Rosa Loewe. His father Edmond was a noted Jewish operetta star who traveled considerably, to North and South America and throughout much of Europe. Fritz grew up in Berlin and attended a Prussian cadet school from the age of five until he was thirteen.
At an early age Loewe learned to play piano by ear and helped his father rehearse.
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Four years of hard work!This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
[Intro]
Eb/Bb Ebdim Ab/Bb Bb
[Verse 1]
Eb Ebmaj7
I've grown ac - customed to her face,
Eb6 Fm7 Bb7 Ebmaj7
she almost makes my day begin,
Eb6 Ab6 Ebdim
I've grown accustomed to the tune,
Eb
she whistles night and noon,
Ab Gdim Fm7 Bb9
Her smiles, her frowns, her ups, her downs;
Eb Ebmaj7
Are second nature to me now,
Eb6
like breathing out and breathing in,
Eb6 Ab6 D7 Eb C7+5
I was serenely independent and content before we met,
Fm7 Bb7 G+ C7+5
Surely I could always be that way again and yet;
F9 Abm
I've grown accustomed to her looks,
Eb Gm7 Fm7 Bb9 Eb7
Accustomed to her voice, accustomed to her face.
[Verse 2]
Eb Ebmaj7
I've grown ac - customed to her face,
Eb6 Fm7 Bb7 Ebmaj7
she almost makes my day begin,
Eb6 Ab6 Ebdim
I've gotten used to hear her say:
Eb
Good morning ev'ry day,
Ab Gdim Fm7 Bb9
Her joys, her woes, her highs, her lows;
Eb Ebmaj7
Are second nature to me now,
Eb6
like breathing out and breathing in,
Eb6 Ab6 D7 Eb C7+5
I'm very grateful she's a woman and so easy to forget;
Fm7 Bb7 G+ C7+5
rather like a habit one can always break and yet,
F9 Abm
I've grown accustomed to the trace,
Eb Gm7 Fm7 Bb9 Eb7
of something in the air, accustomed to her face.
Eb/Bb Ebdim Ab/Bb Bb
[Verse 1]
Eb Ebmaj7
I've grown ac - customed to her face,
Eb6 Fm7 Bb7 Ebmaj7
she almost makes my day begin,
Eb6 Ab6 Ebdim
I've grown accustomed to the tune,
Eb
she whistles night and noon,
Ab Gdim Fm7 Bb9
Her smiles, her frowns, her ups, her downs;
Eb Ebmaj7
Are second nature to me now,
Eb6
like breathing out and breathing in,
Eb6 Ab6 D7 Eb C7+5
I was serenely independent and content before we met,
Fm7 Bb7 G+ C7+5
Surely I could always be that way again and yet;
F9 Abm
I've grown accustomed to her looks,
Eb Gm7 Fm7 Bb9 Eb7
Accustomed to her voice, accustomed to her face.
[Verse 2]
Eb Ebmaj7
I've grown ac - customed to her face,
Eb6 Fm7 Bb7 Ebmaj7
she almost makes my day begin,
Eb6 Ab6 Ebdim
I've gotten used to hear her say:
Eb
Good morning ev'ry day,
Ab Gdim Fm7 Bb9
Her joys, her woes, her highs, her lows;
Eb Ebmaj7
Are second nature to me now,
Eb6
like breathing out and breathing in,
Eb6 Ab6 D7 Eb C7+5
I'm very grateful she's a woman and so easy to forget;
Fm7 Bb7 G+ C7+5
rather like a habit one can always break and yet,
F9 Abm
I've grown accustomed to the trace,
Eb Gm7 Fm7 Bb9 Eb7
of something in the air, accustomed to her face.
Fredi Leis
Fredl Fesl
Fredrik Vahle
Fredrik Winsnes
Fredrika Stahl
Free Parking!
Free Press of Ke (...)
Free Time
Freebeer
Freedom Call