Grab your coat and get your hat 
Leave your worries on the doorstep 
Life can be so sweet 
On the sunny side of the street 

Can't you hear the pitter-pat 
And that happy tune is your step 
Life can [bad word] 
On the sunny side of the street 

I used to walk in the shade with my blues on parade 
But I'm not afraid...this rover? s crossed over 

If I never had a cent 
I'd be rich as rockefeller 
Gold dust at my feet 
On the sunny side of the street 

 [bad word] break) 

I used to walk in the shade with them blues on parade 
Now I'm not afraid... this rover has crossed over 

Now if I never made one cent 
I? ll still be rich as rockefeller 
There will be goldust at my feet 
On the sunny 
On the sunny, sunny side of the street