Grab your coat and get your hat, leave your worry at the doorstep Just direct your feet to the sunny side of the street Can't you hear that pitter pat or 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 all them blues on parade Now I'm not afraid 'cause this rover crossed over.
If I never had a cent, I'll be as rich as Rockefeller Gold dust at my feet on the sunny side of the street, sunny side of the street.
I used to walk in the shade with all them blues on parade Now I'm not afraid 'cause this rover crossed over.
If I never had a cent I'll be as loaded as old Rockefeller With that gold dust 'round my feet on the sunny side, on the side, side of the street, oh yeah.