The Girl From Ipanema

Eb Eb
Eb Eb

[Verse 1]
Eb                                       Cm7
Olha que coisa mais linda mais cheia de graça
                           F#7
ela menina que vem e que passa
                        Bb       B
Num doce balanço a caminho do mar
Eb                                 Cm7
Moça do corpo dourado do sol de ipanema
                              F#7
O seu balançado mais que um poema
                                   Bb
a coisa mais linda que eu já vi passar
F#7                     B
Ah, por que estou tão sózinho?
F#7                     Bb
Ah, por que tudo é tão triste?
Eb                  B
Ah, a beleza que existe
     F#7               Bb
A beleza que não é só minha
Ebm                 Bb
Que também passa sozinha
Eb
Ah, se ela soubesse
                Cm7
Que quando ela passa
                              Ab
O mundo sorrindo se enche de graça
                                F#7
E fica mais lindo por causa do amor

[Verse 2]
Eb
Tall and tan and young and lovely
     Cm7
The girl from Ipanema goes walking
    F#7
And when she passes
                       Bb
Each one she passes goes "ah!"
Eb
When she walks she's like a samba that
 Cm7
Swings so cool and sways so gently
      F#7
That when she passes
                       Bb
Each one she passes goes "ah!"
D                         G7
Oh, but he watches her so sadly
Dm7                     Bb
How can he tell her he loves her?
Eb                            B
Yes, he would give his heart gladly
         F#7                       Bb
But each day when she walks to the sea
     Ebm                        Bb
She looks straight ahead not at him
Eb
Tall and tan and young and lovely
     Cm7
The girl from Ipanema goes walking
     F#7
And when she passes he smiles
                Bb
But she doesn't see

[Sax Solo]
Eb Cm7 F#7 Bb
Eb Cm7 F#7 Bb
Eb Cm7 F#7 Bb
Eb Cm7 F#7 Bb
E F#7

[Outro]
Eb                            B
Yes, he would give his heart gladly
         F#7                       Bb
But each day when she walks to the sea
     Ebm                        Bb
She looks straight ahead not at him
Eb
Tall and tan and young and lovely
     Cm7
The girl from Ipanema goes walking
     F#7
And when she passes he smiles
                Bb
But she doesn't see
                 F#7
She just doesn't see
                Bb
No she doesn't see
                F#7
But she doesn't see
             Bb
She doesn't see