I got plenty of nothing
And nothing's plenty for me
I got no car got no mule
I got no misery
Folks with plenty of plenty
They've got a lock on the door
Afraid somebody's gonna rob 'em
While there out a making more what for
I got no lock on the door that's no way to be
They can steal the rug from the floor that's OK with me
Cause the things that I prize like the stars in the skies are all free
I got plenty of nothing
And nothing's plenty for me
I got my gal got my song
I Got heaven the whole day long
Got my gal got my love got my song
I got plenty of nothing
And nothing's plenty for me
I got my gal got my song
I Got heaven the whole day long
Got my gal got my love got my song