Mary Black – The Fog In Monterey

Some days the fog in Monterey comes

Blowing from the grove above, and then tears away

The drifting patches lift and fold

Then sunlight cuts them white and cold

In Monterey — fog comes, oh, then

It tears away

A heart sick lover comes to stay;

She leaves the one she loves behind,

And then tears away.

She walks the hill in sudden wonder;

Is she dead or just undone?

She’s lost her way — love comes, oh, then

It tears away

Some nights this girl in Monterey

Lies dreaming in her room above, then tears away:

Her eyes are on her lover’s face;

He smiles, and she can hardly wait —

Is it night or day? — dream comes, oh, then

It tears away

But now that morning’s on its way

Too soon the dreamer’s drowned in fog that tears away

The clouds that cover Monterey

Crowd by as if they’re here to say

“We never stay — she comes, oh, then

She tears away”

Some days the fog in Monterey comes

Blowing from the grove above, then tears away;

It comes–oh, then

It tears away.