Leave your worries at the doorstep
Life can be so sweet on the sunny side of the street
Can’t you hear the pitter-pat
And that happy tune at your feet
Life can be complete on the sunny side of the street
I used to walk in the shade with my blues on parade
But honey I’m not afraid...this rover's crossed over
If I never had a cent I’d be rich as rockefeller
Gold dust at my feet on the sunny side of the street"
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