I got plenty of nothing

And nothing is plenty for me.

I got no car,

Got no mule,

Got no misery



Folks with plenty of plenty

They got a lock on the door

Afraid somebody’s gonna rob them while

They’re out 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 sky

Are all free



Say I’ve got plenty of nothing

And nothing is plenty for me.

I got my girl

Got my song,

Got heaven the whole daylong.



Got my girl

Got my lawn

Got my song



I’ve got plenty of nothing

And nothing is plenty for me.

I got my girl

Got my song,

Got heaven the whole daylong.



Got my girl

Got my lawn

Got my song