title: A Foggy Daysongwriter: Ira Gershwinkey: Jazzharp type: Chromaticgenre: Fskill: Anyreleased: 1937() means a grace note-3-3* 4 -5 4 -3* -3 3 3I was a strang-er in the cit-y-3 -3 -3 3 -2 -1 -1 -1 -1Out of town were the peo-ple I knew-3-3* 4 -5 4 -3* -3 3* 3*I had the feel-ing of self-pit-y2 2 2 2 2 2 2 2 -4What to do, what to do, what to do-4 -5 -3* -1 -2 -3 -3 3* -3The out-look was de-cid-ed-ly blue-2 3 -3 -4 -3But as I walked through-3 -3* -3 4 -3 -4the fog-gy streets a-lone-3 -4 -4 -3 -4 -3It turned out to be the4 -3 4 -3 -2Luck-iest day I�ve known1 1 1 -1* -1* -1 -1 -3A fog-gy day, in Lon-don town-2 -2 3* 3* 3 3 -5Had me low, and had me down6 6 6 5 5 -3 -3 -2I viewed the morn-ing, with a-larm-2 -3 -3 -3 4 4 4 -3 -3 -1The Brit-ish mu-se-um, had lost its charm1 1 1 -1* -1*How long I won-dered,-1* -1 -1 -3Could this thing last-3 -3 -2 -2 3*-3* 3* 3 3 -5But the age of mir-a-cles, had-n’t passed-5 -6 -6 -5 -5 4 4 -3For sud-den-ly, I saw you there-3 -3* 4 -2 3 -3* -3And through fog-gy Lon-don town,-2 3 -3* -3 -5 -2 (-3)3 -2The sun was shin-ing ev- ‘ry-where1 1 1 -1* -1* -1 -1 -3A fog-gy day, in Lon-don town-2 -2 3* 3* 3 3 -5Had me low, and had me down6 6 6 5 5 -3 -3 -2I viewed the morn-ing, with a-larm-2 -3 -3 -3 4 4 4 -3 -3 -1The Brit-ish mu-se-um, had lost its charm1 1 1 -1* -1*How long I won-dered,-1* -1 -1 -3Could this thing last-3 -3 -2 -2 3*-3* 3* 3 3 -5But the age of mir-a-cles, had-n’t passed-5 -6 -6 -5 -5 4 4 -3For sud-den-ly, I saw you there-3 -3* 4 -2 3 -3* -3And through fog-gy Lon-don town,-2 3 -3* -3 -5 -2 (-3)3 -2The sun was shin-ing ev- ‘ry-where