*** 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 stem Life can be so sweet On the sunny side of the street I used to walk in the shade With the 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 the blues on parade But I'm not afraid This rover crossed over If I never have a cent I'll be rich as Rockefeller With gold dust at my feet On the sunny side of the street
