On The Sunny Side Of The Street (From Father Of The Bride, Pt. Ii)

Grab your coat and get your hat
Leave your worries on the doorstep
And just direct your feet to the sunny side of the street
Can't you hear the pitter pat?
Yeah, 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 my blues on parade
But now I'm not afraid 'cause this rover is crossed over
If I never have a cent, I'll be rich as Rockefeller
There'll be gold dust at my feet on the sunny side of the street

(Pam-pam-pam, pam, pam, pam-pum-pum-pam)
(Um, pam-pum-pum-pam)

I used to walk in the shade with my blues on parade
But now I'm not afraid 'cause this rover is crossed over
If I never have a cent, I'll be rich as that drunk fella
There'll be gold dust at my feet
On the sunny side, on the sunny side of the street