I got no lock on the door, that's the way to be 
They can steal the rug from the floor 
That's okay with me, 'cause the things that I prize 
Like the stars in the skies they're all free 
Oh, I got plenty of nothin', and nothin's plenty for me 
I got no car, I got no mule, I got no misery! 
The folks with plenty of plenty 
They got a lock on their door 
Afraid somebody is agoin' to rub'em 
While they're out there makin' more 
Wjhat for? 
I got no lock on the door 
That's the way to be 
They can steal the rug from the floor 
That's okay with me'cause the things that I prize 
Like the stars in the skies, are all free 
So, I got plenty of nothin', and nothin's plenty for me 
I got the sun, i got the moon, I got the deep blue sea 
The folks with plenty of plenty 
All they got to pray all the day 
Seems with plenty, you sure got to worry 
How to keep the devil away 
Keep them away 
Oh, I'm never afraid about hell, till my time arrives 
Never worry, never worry, long as I'm well 
Never one to strive to be good, to be bad 
What the hell, I'm just glad I'm alive! 
Oh, I got plenty of nothin', and nothin's plenty for me 
Got my man, got my love, and I...I got my song!