Sunny-Ella Fitzgerald

Sunny - Ella Fitzgerald 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 I used to walk in the shade With those blues on parade But I'm not afraid This Rover has crossed over If I never, never have a cent I'll be rich as Rockefeller With gold dust at my feet On a sunny, sunny side of the street On a sunny, sunny side of the street