Grab your coat, grab your hat
Leave your worries on the doorstep
Just direct your feet
To the sunny side of the street
Can't you hear that pitter-pat?
I hear it
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 he's not afraid
This rover crossed over
And if I never have a cent
I'd be rich as Rockefeller
With gold dust at his feet
On the sunny side of the street
He used to walk in the shade
With all 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
And gold dust at his feet
On the sunny side, on the sunny side
The sunny side of the street