Marty Robbins — On the Sunny Side of the Street

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 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