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GI was a stranger in the Am7city
Out of towG7n were the peoplAm7e I knew D9
GI had that feeling of self-F#7pity
What to Bmdo? What to Bm7do? What to do E7
The Am7outlook was dCdimecidedly G9 blue
G6But as I Bmwalked through the foggy sAm7treets alE9one
FdimIt turBmned out to Fdimbe the luAm7ckiest daD7y I've knoGwn Am7 G
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D7A foGggy day Am7 in LondonD9 town Cdim
GHad me Gm7low A7had mA7e doD9wn
I viewed the mG9orning with alarm
The British museuE9m had lost iA6ts charm D9
D7How lGong, I wondered, could Am7this thing lD9ast
CdimBut the aGge of Gm7miracles hadn'tA7 passed D9
For Dm7suddenlG7y I saC9w you therA7e
EmAnd through foGggy LoC6ndon town
The C6 sun Em7 was shinA9ingAm7 ev'D7rywhGere D7 G7 C7 D7
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