Paroles: Marty Robbins. On The Sunny Side Of The Street.

Grab your coat and get you hat
Leave your worries on the doorstep
Just direct your feet
To the sunny side of the street

Hear that pitter-pat
That's the happy sound of my feet
Life can be so sweet
On the sunny side of the street

I used to walk in the shade
With those blues on parade
Well, I'm not afraid
This rover crossed over

If I never, never had a dime
I'd be rich, as rich as Mr. Rockerfeller
Gold dust at my big, flat feet
On the sunny side of the street, yeah

I used to walk in the shade
With those blues on parade
Well, I'm not afraid
This rover crossed over

If I never, never had a dime
I'd be rich, as rich as Mr. Rockerfeller
Gold dust at my feet
On the sunny side of the street