On the Sunny Side of the Street (From Father of the Bride, Pt. II)

Grab your coat and get your hat

Leave your worry on the doorstep

And just direct your feet

To the sunny side of the street

Can't you hear the pitter pat

That And 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

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 Rockefeller

There'll be gold dust at my feet

On the sunny side on the sunny side of the street