The Girl From Ipanema Lyrics - Charlie Byrd

Tall and tan and young and lovely 

The girl from Ipanema goes walking 

And when she passes, each one she passes goes - ah 

When she walks, she's like a samba 

That swings so cool and sways so gentle 

That when she passes, each one she passes goes - ah 

(Ooh) But he watch her so sadly 

How can he tell her he loves her 

Yes I would give my heart gladly 

But each day, that she walks to the sea 

She looks straight ahead, not at he 

Tall, (and) tan, (and) young, (and) lovely 

The girl from Ipanema goes walking 

And when she passes, he smile - but she doesn't see 

(Doesn't see) 

(She just doesn't see, she never sees him)