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