Half-Way Down the Street - Tommy Dorsey Orchestra, Frank Sinatra

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 in 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 the rover, crossed over

If I never had a cent, I’ll be rich as Rockefeller

The 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 got over

If I never had a cent I’d be rich as Rockefeller

All those chicks 'round my feet, on the sunny side of the street