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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
piano - guitar
I used to walk in the shade...