З репертуару Елли Фіцджеральд 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 a pitter-pat? 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
If I never have a cent I’ll be rich as Rockefeller Gold dust at my feet 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 has crossed over
If I never, never have a cent I'll be rich as Rockefeller With gold dust at my feet On a sunny, sunny side of the street On a sunny, sunny side of the street