On the Sunny Side of the Street Songtext
von Bing Crosby

Grab your coat and get your hat
Leave your worry on the doorstep
Just direct your feet
To the sunny side of the street

Can′t you hear a pitter-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
But I'm not afraid
This rover crossed over


If I never have a cent
I′ll be rich as Rockefeller
Gold dust at my feet
On the sunny side of the street

Grab your coat, fetch your hat (I ain't got no coat)
Leave your worry on the doorstep (I did that already, pal)
Just direct your feet (shuffle, shuffle, shuffle)
To the sunny side of the street (yeah, man)

Can't you hear that pitter-pat? (mop, mop, mop)
And that happy tune which your step
Life can be so sweet (sweet life)
On the sunny side of the street

I used to walk in the shade
With those blues on parade
But I′m not afraid
Ol′ rover, he just crossed over


If I never have a cent (now are you kiddin')
I′m gonna be rich, rich as Mr. Rockefeller (that's what you are)
Gold dust at my feet (and in your boots)
On the sunny side of the street