(Fields/McHugh) Grab your coat and get your hat Leave your worries on the doorstep Just direct your feet On the sunny side of the street Don't you hear that pitter-pat You know that happy tune is your step Life could be so sweet On the sunny side of the street I used to walk in the shade with my blues on parade Now you know I'm not afraid... I guess this rover done crossed over If I never have a cent I'd be rich as Rockefeller Gold dust at my feet
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