On the Sunny Side of the Street - Dizzy Gillespie

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 a sunny side of the street I used to walk in the shade With those blues on parade But I'm not afraid This rover's 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 a shade With those blues on parade But I'm not afraid This rover is crossed over If I never ever have a cent I'll be rich as Rockefeller With gold dust at my feet On the sunny, side of the street On the sunny, sunny side of the street ...

Grab your coat and get your hat Leave your worries on the doorstep Life can be so sweet On the sunny side of the street Can't you hear the pitter-pat And that happy tune is your step Life can be complete On the sunny side of the street I used to walk in the shade with my blues on parade But I'm not afraid... this rover's crossed over If I never had a cent I'd be rich as Rockefeller Gold dust at my feet On the sunny side of the street I used to walk in the shade with them blues on parade Now I'm not afraid... this rover has crossed over Now if I never made one cent I'll still be rich as Rockefeller There will be goldust at my feet On the sunny, sunny side of the street

Grab your coat and snatch your hat Leave your worries on the doorstep Just direct your feet To the sunny side of the street Can't you hear that 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 the blues on parade No longer I'm afraid The rover, crossed over If I never had a cent I'll be rich as Rockfeller A 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 'Cause the rover, he's got over If I never had a cent I'll be rich as Rockfeller All those chicks 'round my feet On the sunny, sunny side of the street

Ninguém pode lá morar Isso é rua que se habite Neris de elite Lá no Sunny Side Of The Street E é uma coisa de amargar De perder o apetite Se puder evite De ir no Sunny Side Of The Street E entre muitos lugares, os melhores lugares Foi lá que ele escolheu pra me levar Bem me avisaram: Não facilite Com o sobrinho da Judite E agora que eu casei com o sobrinho da Judite Venha e me visite lá no Sunny Side Of The Street E é uma coisa de amargar De perder o apetite Se puder evite De ir no Sunny Side Of The Street E entre muitos lugares, os melhores lugares Foi lá que ele escolheu pra me levar Bem me avisaram: Não facilite Não brinque, não, com o sobrinho da Judite E agora que eu casei com o sobrinho da Judite Venha, venha e me visite lá no Sunny Side Lá no Sunny Side Lá no Side Of The Street That Sunny

Ohh Light of the love that I found Im just a fool in the rain Grab your coat and snach your hat Leave your worries on the doorstep Life can be so sweet On the sunny side of the street Can't you hear the pitter-patter? 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 the blues on parade No longer afraid afraid The rover crossed over If I never had a cent I'd be rich as rockefeller Gold dust at my feet On the sunny side of the street -Solo- I used to walk in the shade with those blues on parade No longer afraid The rover he got over If I never had a cent I'd be rich as rockefeller Gold dust at my feet On the sunny side of the street Oh the sunny side Oh the sunny side Oh the sunny The sunny side of the street Yeah oh

Human beings fascinate me being just the way they are Tell me little pony, can you push a cart or drive a car? Lyre is my instrament But humans strum their sweet guitars Its a mystery ANTHROPOLOGY Fingers, toes, and tiny noses brownish hair and tannish skin. Would it be too much to ask to See the world they're living in? Everybody tells me that its old and fake mythology Its a mystery ANTHROPOLOGY! Aren't you bored of brushing your coat? Styling your mane with your hooves I dont mean to butt in or gloat But ancient history prooves Humans don't have wings or magic they dont need it they don't care All they've got's imagination New inventions everywhere! Babies, children, teens, and elders all alike have clothes to wear It's so real to me ANTHROPOLOGY! Abert Einstein, Cleopatra, William Shakespear Elton John, Michal Phelps, Barok Obama Whos to say that They're all gone Maybe humans like us too And dress like us at Comic Con It's so real to me ANTHROPOLOGY! Yea, they've had a couple of fights Nobody's perfect you see. Still i say, I'm born with the rights to study whatever I please I don't need to chorse around now I can stand on two legs I would trade my magic powers... For a pair of new legs! GRAB YOUR CAMERA COME ON ZOOM IN! 'CAUSE YOUR FAVORITE MARE' S A HUMAN! ME!! AND THATS WHO I'LL BE Anthropology... Shh...