I got plenty o´nothin´ and nothin´s plenty for me I got no car, got no mule, I got no misery
Folks with plenty of plenty, they got a lock on the door
Afraid somebody´s gonna rob ´em while they´re out a´makin´ 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
Say, I got plenty o´nothin´ and nothin´s plenty for me I got my gal, got my song, got heaven the whole day long Got my gal Got my love Got my song
I got plenty o´nothin´ and nothin´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