Sunny

Sunny - Ella Fitzgerald

Grab your coat and get your hat

Leave your worry on the doorstep

Just direct your feet

To the sunny side of the street

Can't you hear a pitter-pat?

And 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 those blues on parade

But I'm not afraid

This Rover crossed over

If I never have a cent

I'll be rich as Rockefeller

Gold dust at my feet

On the sunny side of the street

I used to walk in the shade

With those blues on parade

But I'm not afraid

This Rover has crossed over

If I never, never have a cent

I'll be rich as Rockefeller

With gold dust at my feet

On a sunny, sunny side of the street

On a sunny, sunny side of the street