[Lyrics begin at 1:40]
Grab your coat
Grab your hat baby
Leave your worries on the doorstep
Just direct your feet
On the sunny side of the street
Can't you hear that pitter-pat [there]?
The happy tune is your step, and
Life can be so sweet
On the sunny side of the street
I used to walk in the shade
With those blues on parade, oh
But I'm not afraid, Baby
My rovin' crossed over, oh yes
If I never have a cent, Babe
I'd be rich as Rockefellow*, yes
Gold dust at my feet
On the sunny side of the street
And get your coat!
Grab your hat!
Leave your worries on the doorstep
Just direct your feet
On the sunny side of the street [scat] and
Can't you hear that pitter-pat?
Oh! The happy tune is your steps
Life could be so sweet
On the sunny side of the street
I used to walk in the shade
Yes, with those blues on parade
Now Mama, now I'm not afraid, Baby
[Scat] yes
And if I never ever have a cent
I'd be rich as Rockefellow, Babe
With gold dust at my feet
On the sunny side of the street
[Instrumental jazz - trumpets featured]