Thursday, July 30, 2015

The Girl from Ipanema - by A.C. Jobin



Here is the Chord progression for 'The Girl from Ipanema'
 in the key of F major.
| FΔ
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| G7
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| Gm7
| Gb7
| FΔ
| Gb7
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| FΔ
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| G7
|
|
| Gm7
| Gb7
| FΔ
|
||


| GbΔ
|
| B7
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| Gbm7
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| D7
|
|
| Gm7
|
| Eb7
|
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| Am7
| D7
| Gm7
| C7
||


| FΔ
|
| G7
|
|
| Gm7
| Gb7
| FΔ
|
:||
FΔ = F major 7th = F A C E  ,
GbΔ = Gb major 7th = Gb Bb Db F


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The Girl From Ipanema
(Garota De Ipanema)

Music by Antonio Carlos Jobim
Original words by Vinicius de Moraes
English Translation by Norman Gimbel


Bossa Nova in half-time (4/4 -> 2/4)
Key: F major

[Fmaj7] Tall and tan and young and lovely, the girl
[G7] from Ipanema goes walking, and when
[Gm7] she passes, each one [Gb7] she passes goes
[Fmaj7] a-a-h...           [Gb9]

[Fmaj7] When she walks she's like a samba that
[G7] swings so cool and sways so gentle, that when
[Gm7] she passes, each one [Gb7] she passes goes
[Fmaj7] a-a-h...           [Fmaj7]

[Gbmaj7] Oh, but I watch her so
[Cb9] saddly.
[F#m7] How can I tell her I
[D9] love her?
[Gm7] Yes, I would give my heart
[Eb9] gladdly.      But each
[Am7] day when she walks to the [D7-9] sea, she
[Gm7] looks straight ahead not at [C7-9] me.

[Fmaj7] Tall and tan and young and lovely the girl
[G7] from Ipanema goes walking, and when
[Gm7] she passes I smile, [Gb7] but she doesn't
[Fmaj7] see.              [Gb7]                     : first time through.

Repeat from beginning.

...[Fmaj7] see.           [Gb7] She just doesn't    : second time through.
   [Fmaj7] see.           [Gb7] No, she doesn't
   [Fmaj7] see.   [Gb7]   [Fmaj7]

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GAROTA DE IPANEMA

Olha que coisa mais linda
Mais cheia de graça
É ela menina
Que vem e que passa
Num doce balanço
Caminho do mar
Moça do corpo dourado
Do sol de Ipanema
O seu balançado
É mais que um poema
É a coisa mais linda
Que eu já vi passar
Ah! porque estou tão sozinho
Ah! porque tudo é tão triste
Ah! a beleza que existe
A beleza que não é só minha
Que também passa sozinha
Ah! Se ela soubesse
Que quando ela passa
O mundo sorrindo
Se enche de graça
E fica mais lindo
Por causa do amor



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