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