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I was Ga stranger in the city; Am7
Gmaj7Out of tG7own were the pAm7eople I kD9new.
GI had that feeling of self-F#7pity --
What to Bmdo? What to Bm7do? What toBm7 do? E7
The oAm7utlook was de -Cdim cid - ed - ly G9blue;
G6But as I Bmwalked through the foggy sAm7treets alE9one,
Fdim It tuBmrned out toFdim be the lAm7uckiest dD7ay I've knGown.Am7 G
Melody:
D7A foGggy day Am7 in LondonD9 town Cdim
GHad Gmaj7 me Gm7low A7had A7me dD9own.
Gmaj7 I viewed the mG9orning Cmaj7with alarm;
The Gmaj7British mu - E9se - um had A6lost its cD9harm.
D7How lGong, I wondered, could Am7this thing lD9ast?
CdimBut the aGge of Gm7mir - a - cles A7hadn't D9passed,
For Dm7sud - den - G7ly I C9saw you tA9here --
EmAnd Am7through foGggy LoC6ndon toGmaj7wn
The C6sun was sEm7hin - iA9ng Am7ev' - D7ry - whGere.Gmaj7 D7 G7 C7 D7
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