Lyrics

Grab your coat and get 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? You know that help you to ease your step Life can be so sweet On the sunny side of the street I used to walk in the shade With my blues on parade But I'm, I'm not afraid This rover, crossed over If I never had a cent I'd be rich as Rockefeller Gold dust 'round my feet On the sunny side of the street Come on and grab your coat Don't forget your hat baby And leave your worries Let them on the doorstep Life is sweet, just direct your feet To the sunny side of the street Had bottles in the serve, pitter-pat? You know that happy tune is my step Life's so rich, if you dig that deep On the sunny side of the street I used to walk in the shade With my blues on parade What a drunk old man Getting stuck in the shade Get help, don't be afraid Move it on over And count yourself In the clover rule I'm gonna head for a cent Who cares? Rich as Rockefeller Can be rich, gold dust 'round my feet On the sunny, sunny side of the street Come on and grab your coat And don't forget your hat And leave your worries on the doorstep Just direct your feet To the sunny side of the street Can't you hear that pitter-pat? You know that happy tune is my step Life's so rich, if you dig down deep On the sunny side of the street I used to walk in the shade With my blues on parade But I'm, I'm not afraid This brother, he crossed over If I never had a cent I'd be rich, rich as Rockefeller Can be rich, gold dust 'round my feet On the sunny, sunny side of the street La-la-de
Writer(s): Dorothy Fields, Jimmy Mchugh Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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