Lyrics Sunshine - Bix Beiderbecke, Bing Crosby, The Paul Whiteman Orchestra

Sunshine

A lot of cobwebs in your head
You’re getting rusty, so you say
You feeling bad, and everything looks gray, and say
You’re getting worried, yes indeed
I know exactly what you need:
A little sunshine will make you feel okay!
Now lookie here:
Give the blues a chase
Find a sunny place
Go and change your face
With sunshine!
With sunshine!
Pay your doctor bills
Throw away his pills
You can cure your ills
With sunshine!
Why don’t you take your tear drops one by one
Before it gets too late
Hang them up out in the sun
And they’ll evaporate!
When the trouble starts
Pounding at your heart
Trouble will depart
With sunshine