Mary Black - The fog in monterey

^CSome days the ^Gfog in ^AmMonterey Comes ^Cblowing ^Gfrom the ^Amgrove above and then ^Ftears a^Cway ^{Dm7 F G} The ^Cdrifting patches ^Glift and ^Amfold Then s^Cunlight ^Gcuts them, white and^Am cold in ^FMonte^Crey ^{Dm7 F} Fog ^Gcomes, oh, then it tears a^Cway

The ^Cheartsick ^Glover ^Amcomes to ^Gstay She ^Cleaves the ^Gone she ^Amloves behind and then ^Ftears a^Cway ^{Dm7 G C}She walks the ^Ghill in ^Amsudden ^Gwonder ^CIs she ^Gdead or ^Amjust undone? She ^Flost her ^Cway ^F Love ^Gcomes, oh, then it tears a^Cway

Ooh, some ^Cnights this ^Ggirl in ^AmMonterey Lies ^Cdreaming ^Gin her ^Amroom above, then ^Ftears a^Cway ^{Dm7 F G} Her ^Ceyes are ^Gon her ^Amlover's face He ^Csmiles, and ^Gshe can hard^Amly wait, is it ^Fnight or ^Cday? ^{Dm7 F} Her dream ^Gcomes, oh, then it tears a^Cway

But ^Cnow that ^Gmorning's ^Amon its way Too ^Csoon the ^Gdreamer's drown^Amed in fog that ^Ftears a^Cway ^{Dm7 G} The ^Cclouds that ^Gcover Mon^Amterey Crowd ^Cby as ^Gif they're ^Amhere to say, "We ^Fnever ^Cstay" ^{Dm7 F} Then she ^Gcomes, oh, then she tears a^Cway

Ooh, some ^Cdays the ^Gfog in ^AmMonterey Comes ^Cblowing ^Gfrom the ^Amgrove above and then ^Ftears a^Cway ^{Dm7 F} It ^Gcomes, oh, then it tears a^Cway