Leave your worries on the doorstep
On the sunny side of the street
Can't you hear a pitter-pat, babe?
And that happy tune is your step
On the sunny side of the street
I used to walk in the shade
With those blues on parade, ba-ba-bo
My Rover's crossed over, ay
If I never have a cent, babe
I'd be rich as Rock-e-fellow
With gold dust at my feet
On the sunny side of the street
Leave your worry on the doorstep, ba-be-do
On the sunny side of the street, zay-zoo-za-ze-zo-zay
Can't you hear a pitter-pat?
Oh, the happy tune is your step, ba-be-oh
Life can be so sweet, oh, ba-be-bo-ba-bay
On the sunny side of the street
I used to walk in the shade
Baby, with those blues on parade
Oh, but I'm not afreaid, baby
And if I never have a cent
I'll be rich as Rock-e-fellow, hey
With gold dust at my feet
On the sunny side of the street
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