Ella Fitzgerald & Louis Armstrong A Foggy Day

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.

Melody:

A foggy day in London town
Had me low had me down.
I viewed the morning with alarm;
The British museum had lost its charm.
How long, I wondered, could this thing last?
But the age of miracles hadn't passed,
For suddenly I saw you there
And through foggy London town
The sun was shining ev'rywhere.