I was a stranger in the city;
Out of town were the people I knew.
I had that feeling of self-pity --
What to do? What to do? What to do?
The outlook was de - cid - ed - ly blue;
But as I walked through the foggy streets alone,
It turned out to be the luckiest day I've known.
A foggy day in London town
Had me low had me down.
I viewed the morning with alarm;
The British mu - se - um had lost its charm.
How long, I wondered, could this thing last?
But the age of mir - a - cles hadn't passed,
For sud - den - ly I saw you there --
And through foggy London town
The sun was shin - ing ev' - ry - where.
