Mel Tormé
A Foggy Day
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, you stood there
And through foggy London Town
Yes, through foggy London Town
Oh, the London bridge is fallen down
Fallen down, fallen down
On a foggy day in London Town