Grab your coat and snatch your hat, leave your
worries on the doorstep. Just direct your feet to
the sunny side of the street. Can’t you hear that
pitter pat and that happy tune in your step. Life
can be so sweet on the sunny side of the street.
I used to walk in the shade with the blues on
parade. No longer afraid the rover, crossed over.
If I never had a cent I’ll be rich as Rockfeller.
The gold dust at my feet on the sunny side of the
street.
I used to walk in the shade with those blues on
parade. But I’m not afraid ‘cause the rover, he
got over.
If I never had a cent I’d be rich as Rockfeller.
All those chicks ‘round my feet, On the sunny side
of the street.
Comentarios
Deja tu comentario: