Grab your coat and get your hat Leave your worries on the doorstep Just direct your feet To the sunny side of the street Now, can't you hear that pit-a-pat? And that happy tune is 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 I'm not afraid this Rover has crossed over Now if I never had a cent I'd be rich as Rockefeller Gold dust at my feet On the sunny, sunny side of the street I used to walk in the shade with those blues on parade But I'm not afraid that this Rover has crossed over If I never had a cent I'd be rich as Rockefeller (and that's what he is) Gold dust at my feet On the sunny, stay on the sunny It's real crazy, on the sunny side of the street