Been some years ago
since I left for my island
to go to the mainland
like the old folks would say
as I walked up the gang way
and I stood on the star bird
and I gazed on the harbour
on a Grey Foggy Day
summer days were warmer then
when we laughed with the old fishermen
and they cursed when the for rolled in
then they made up the hay
it's been more than a long long time
since I held you and called you mine
and we waited for the sun to shine
on a Grey Foggy Day
You wake in the early morn
to the sound of the old fog horn
and wait for the men to return
with their boats in the bay
all these things I don't see no more
when I lived on the old cape shore
and I gazed on the boats on the moor
on a Grey Foggy Day
Summer days were warmer then
when we laughed with old fishermen
and they cursed when the fog rolled in
then they made up the hay
it's been more than a long long time
since I held you and called you mine
and we waited for the sun to shine
on a Grey Foggy Day
And as long as my heart
doesn't break from those old memories
for lovers who used to be
i come home for to stay
i can still hear the ocean roar
through the hills on the old cape shore
there are no fishing boats anymore
summer days were warmer then
when we laughed with the old fishermen
and they cursed when the fog rolled in
then they made up the hay
it's been more than a long long time
sincce I held you and called you mine
and we waited for the sun to shind
on a Grey Foggy Day
and I pray the sun will shine
on this Grey Foggy Day