Gonna jump on to a dusty tram car
Gonna sit down on a red-hot seat
Gonna think about your arms around me
Gonna sing a tune and tap my feet
All the brightness of the trees and shop fronts
It's like a carnival of sound and scent
The music of the Summer's soundtrack
Gonna go down-town and skip the rent
And there's sunshine in the grocer's window
And there's sunshine in the old Plane Tree
And the shadows that it casts around me
Lift my heart and set my spirit free
Because I haven't got a lot in my pockets
I haven't got a whole lot to do
So, I'm gonna take a handful of sunshine
Gonna put a piece in my shoe
Oh Yeah
Gonna put it all in my shoe
Down-town outside the bar is crowded
I look around, you smile, say "Hey!"
"Let's find a park and feed some pigeons"
Don't the sunshine make a special kind of day?
Because I haven't got a lot in my pockets
I haven't got a whole lot to do
So, I'm gonna take a handful of sunshine
Gonna put a piece in my shoe
Might even give a piece to you
Because I haven't got a lot in my pockets
I haven't got a whole lot to do
So, I'm gonna take a handful of sunshine
Gonna put a piece in my shoe
Might even give a piece to you