Grab your coat and 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 and that happy tune as 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.
 NOW I'm not afraid this rover, crossed over.
 If I never had a cent I'd be rich as Rockfeller.
 gold dust at my feet on the sunny side of the street.
 
 
 I used to walk in the shade with those blues on parade.
 now I'M NOT afraid because this rover, has crossed over.
 If I never had a cent guess I'll be rich rich as Rockfeller.
 gold dust at my feet on the sunny side of the street.