Grab your coat and get your 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 have a dime I'll be rich rich as Mr Rockefeller   Gold dust at my feet on the sunny side of the street   [ piano - guitar ]   I used to walk in the shade...