Hello, Dolly! Louis Armstrong, The All Stars

Grab your coat and grab your hat, baby Leave your worries on the doorstep Just direct your feet On the sunny side of the street Can't you hear the pitter-pat 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, baby My rover's crossed over If I never had a cent I'd be rich as Rockefeller With gold dust at my feet On the sunny side of the street