Grab your coat and get your hat,
Leave your worry on the doorstep,
Just direct your feet
To the sunny side of the street.
Can't you hear that pitterpat?
And that happy tune is your step.
Life can be so sweet
On the sunny side of the street.
I used to walk in the shade
With those blues on parade,
But I'm not afraid,
This rover crossed over.
And if I never have a cent
I'll be rich as Rockefeller,
Gold dust at my feet
On the sunny side of the street.
Used to walk in the shade
With my blues on parade,
But I'm not afraid,
This rover crossed over.
And if I never have a cent
I'll be rich as Rockefeller,
Gold dust at my feet
On the sunny side of the street.