A damsel in distress: A foggy day in London Town
Frank Sinatra Lyrics


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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
A foggy day in London Town
Had me low and 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 everywhere.

Overall Meaning

The song "A Foggy Day" by Frank Sinatra and Nelson Riddle and His Orchestra talks about a moment in time where the singer felt lost and out of place in the city, surrounded by unfamiliar faces and feeling sorry for themselves. However, things take an interesting turn when the singer wanders through the foggy streets of London and stumbles upon someone special. They describe seeing this person as a stroke of luck and a miracle in the face of the dreary weather and their bad mood. This person brings light to their day, making the sun shine even through the foggy London town.


The song's use of vivid imagery is meant to convey to the listener the feeling of wandering alone in a city that is not your home, and the uncertainty and vulnerability that can come with that experience. The fog adds an element of mystique and magic to the song's story, making it seem like anything could happen, including stumbling upon romance in the unlikeliest of places. Overall, the song is a testament to the power of chance encounters and the unexpected joys that life can bring.


Line by Line Meaning

I was a stranger in the city
I didn't know anyone in the city


Out of town were the people I knew
The people I knew were not in the same city as me


I had that feeling of self-pity
I felt sorry for myself


What to do? What to do? What to do?
I didn't know what to do


The outlook was decidedly blue
The situation seemed bad


But as I walked through the foggy streets alone
I walked by myself on the foggy streets


It turned out to be the luckiest day I've known
It ended up being the luckiest day of my life


A foggy day in London Town
It was a foggy day in London


Had me low and had me down
I was feeling sad and depressed


I viewed the morning with alarm
I was worried when I woke up


The British Museum had lost its charm
I didn't find the British Museum as interesting as before


How long, I wondered, could this thing last?
I was wondering how long the bad situation would continue


But the age of miracles hadn't passed,
Miracles can still happen


For, suddenly, I saw you there
Suddenly, I saw you


And through foggy London Town
Through the foggy streets of London


The sun was shining everywhere.
Everything seemed bright and happy when I saw you




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: George Gershwin, Ira Gershwin

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Mike


on The Lady Is A Champ

eight

She gets too hungry for dinner at eight
She can't eat late and stay up all night, because unlike society types, she has to get up in the morning.

She likes the theatre and never comes late
She cares more about seeing the play than being seen making an entrance.

She never bothers with people she'd hate
Her friends are friends, not social trophies.

Doesn't like crap games with barons or earls
While barrns and earls probably don't play craps, she associates with friends, not people to be seen with.

Won't go to Harlem in ermine and pearls
She doesn't "slum", the practice of the rich in the 30's, when the song was written, of touring poor neighborhoods dressed in rich clothes to "tut, tut" about the deplorable conditions, and congratulate each other for "caring about the poor"

Won't dish the dirt with the rest of the girls
Doesn't trade gossip for acceptance among an in-crowd


She likes the free, fresh wind in her hair
She cares more about how her hair feels than conforming with current hair fashions

Hates California, it's cold and it's damp
Since most of California is noticeably warmer and / or drier than New York, where the play the song was written for is set, this is probably a facetious excuse to like what she likes.


And she won't go to Harlem in Lincoln's or Ford's
Another reference to slumming, but facetious, since Lincolns and Fords were middle-class, not luxury brands when the lyric was written

Anonymous


on Try a Little Tenderness

Here are the correct lyrics

Try A Little Tenderness - Frank Sinatra - Lyrics

Oh she may be weary
Women do get wearied
Wearing that same old shabby dress
And when she’s weary
You try a little tenderness

You know she’s waiting
Just anticipating things she’ll may never possess
While she is without them
Try just a little bit of tenderness

It’s not just sentimental
She has her grieve and her care
And the words that soft and gentle
Makes it easier to bear
You wont regret it
Women don't forget it
Love is their whole happiness
And it’s all so easy
Try a little tenderness

Musical Interlude

And, it’s all so easy
Try a little tenderness

Daniel


on The Way You Look Tonight

I met Frank Jr. in Las Vegas, a real gentleman. RIP you both.

Giorgi Khutashvili


on Theme from New York, New York

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