D                 G 
Been some years ago 
                     D 
Since I left from my island 
             A 
To go to the mainland, 
                         D  
Like the old folks would say 
     D7            G 
As I walked up the gangway 
                       D 
And I stood on the starboard 
                   A         
And I gazed on the harbor 
     A7     D   G D 
On a grey foggy day 



[Refrão]

       D7             G 
Summer days they were warmer then 
                               D 
When we laughed with the old fishermen 
                               A                 
And they cursed when the fog rolled in 
          A7          D  
Then they made up the hay 
          D7          G 
It's been more than a long, long time 
                     D 
Since I held you and called you mine 
                          A                
And we waited for the sun to shine 
     A7         D   G D 
On a grey foggy day 


   D7          G 
To wake in the early morn 
                    D 
To the sound of the old fog horn 
                     A                 
And wait for the men to return 
           A7           D   
With their boats in the bay 
          D7             G 
All these things I don't see no more 
                    D 
When I lived on the old cape shore 
                       A                           
And I gazed on the boats on the moors 
          A7    D    G D 
On a grey foggy day  



[Refrão]

       D7             G 
Summer days they were warmer then 
                               D 
When we laughed with the old fishermen 
                           A 
And they cursed when the fog rolled in 
          A7          D     
Then they made up the hay 
     D7               G 
It's been more than a long, long time 
                     D 
Since I held you and called you mine 
                        A                 
And we waited for the sun to shine  
     A7         D  G D 
On a grey foggy day 


       D7         G 
And as long as my heart 
                                   D 
Doesn't break from those old memories 
                     A                     
Old lovers and old use-to-bes 
          A7          D      
I'll come home for to stay 
      D7                 G 
I can still hear the ocean roar 
                             D 
Through the hills on the old cape shore 
                         A                      
There are no fishing boats anymore 
           A7                D   G D 
But it's a grey foggy, foggy day 


[Refrão]

       D7             G 
Summer days they were warmer then 
                               D 
When we laughed with the old fishermen 
                           A 
And they cursed when the fog rolled in 
          A7          D     
Then they made up the hay 
     D7               G 
It's been more than a long, long time 
                     D 
Since I held you and called you mine 
                        A                 
And we waited for the sun to shine  
     A7         D  G D 
On a grey foggy day 

                      A             A7 
And I pray that the sun will shine   
                   D   G  D 
On this grey foggy day!