This song is one of the most popular of Tom Jobim’s compositions in partnership to Vinicius de Morais who wrote the lyrics as a poem. Antônio Carlos Jobim is a Brazilian composer, pianist, songwriter, arranger, and singer.
As one of the most recorded songs of all time, this instrumental arrangement for Guitar in fingerstyle is perfect for any occasion. By watching the following video, you will find the music score with fingering, chords, and tablature for this awesome song. You can play along with the video and if you like the arrangement and want to contribute to our work you also can buy the sheet music.
The song was inspired by Heloísa Eneida Menezes Paes Pinto (now Helô Pinheiro), at that time, a seventeen-year-old girl living on Montenegro Street, today renamed to Vinicius de Morais street, in Ipanema. Daily, she used to go for a walk near the Veloso bar-café. She used not just go to the beach (“each day when she walks to the sea”), but also to do other things around, as she lived there, so it was almost an everyday habit. Sometimes, she used to enter the bar to buy cigarettes for her mother. In the winter of 1962, the composers Tom Jobim and Vinicius de Moraes saw the girl passing by the bar and were inspired to compose the song. Since the song became popular, she has become a celebrity.
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The song was arranged for acoustic guitar in fingerstyle by Fernando Neves and it is in the original key (key of F). Practice playing along with the video. Slow down the video speed by clicking at You Tube gear and when you are more confident, go back to the original speed and play along. Enjoy!
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Tall and tan and young and lovely
The girl from Ipanema goes walking
And when she passes, each one she passes
Goes “A-a-a-h” When she walks she’s like a samba
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 “A-a-a-h” Oh, but I watch her so sadly
How can I tell her I love her Yes,
I would give my heart gladly
But each day as she walks to the sea
She looks straight ahead, not at 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.
She just doesn’t see
No, she just doesn’t