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 decidedly blue
But as I walked through the foggy streets alone
It turned out to be the luckiest day I've known
DΔA foggy FØday B7in Em7London A7town
DHad me BØlow and E7had me Em7down A7
DΔI viewed the Am7morningD7 GΔwith much aGm6larm
DΔThe British muF#m7seumB7 had Em7lost its A7charm
DΔHow long, I FØwonB7dered, Em7could this thing A7last?
DBut the age of BØmiracles E7hadn't Em7passedA7
Am7For, suddenD7ly, I GΔsaw you C7there
DAnd through Em7foggy F#m7London Gm6town
the F#m7sun was Em7shining Em7upA7side-Ddown!
