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 nothing They've got a lock on the door Afraid somebody's going to 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
[Refrain] 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
Oh, I got plenty of nothing And nothing's plenty for me I got the sun, got the moon Got the deep blue sea
The folks with plenty of plenty Got to pray all the day Sure with plenty you sure got to worry How to keep the devil away - Away
I ain't frettin 'bout hell 'Till the time arrive Never worry long as I'm well Never one to strive To be good, to be bad What the hell I am glad I'm alive