The Girl From Ipanema

(Jobim-de Morales-Gimbel)

Tall and tan and young and lovely

The girl from Ipanema goes walking

And when she passes

Each one she passes goes a-a-h!

When she walks she's like a samba

She swings so cool and sways so gentle

That when she passes

Each one she passes goes a-a-h!

Ooh but I watch her so sadly

How can I tell her I love her

Yes I would give my heart gladly

But each day when she walks to the sea

She looks straight ahead not art me

Tall and tan and young and lovely

The girl from Ipanema goes walking

And when she passes

I smile but she doesn't see

Ooh but I watch her so sadly

How can I tell her I love her

Yes I would give my heart gladly

But each day when she walks to the sea

She looks straight ahead not art me

Tall and tan and young and lovely

The girl from Ipanema goes walking

And when she passes

I smile but she doesn't see

now she doesn't see