Grab your coat
don't forget your hat
we'll leave your worries
leave them on the doorstep
my sweet
just direct your feet
to the sun, sunny side of the street
hop bop a doddle zag
pitter pat
you know that happy tune
is my step
life's "all-reet" (alright)
if you dig that beat
on the sunny, sunny side of the street
used to walk in the shade
with my blues on parade
what a drag of a man
getting stuck in the shade
get hip, don't be afraid
move it on over
feel yourself in the clover