Oh, I got plenty o' nuttin'
And nuttin's plenty for me
I got no car, got no mule
I got no misery
The folks with plenty o' plenty
Got a lock on the door
'Fraid somebody's a-goin' to rob 'em
While they're our a-makin' more
What for
I got no lock on de door
That's no 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
All are free
Oh, I got plenty o' nuttin'
And nuttin's plenty for me
I got my man and I got my song
Got heaven the whole day long
Got my man, got my Lord
Got my song
I ain't frettin 'bout hell
'Till the time arrives
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 o' nuttin'
And nuttin's plenty for me
I got my man and I got my song
Got heaven the whole day long
Got my man, got my song
Got my Lord
Got my man