Yes, I got plenty o' nuttin',
An' nuttin’s plenty fo' me.
I got no car, got no mule, got no misery.

De folks wid plenty o' nuttin'
Got a lock on dey door.
'Fraid somebody’s agoin' to rob 'em
While dey’s out amakin' more.
What for?

I got no lock on de door,
- Dat’s no way to be —
Dey can steal de rug from de floor.
Dat’s okeh wid me,
'Cause de things dat I prize
Like de stars in de skies
Are free.

Yes, I got plenty o' nuttin',
An' nuttin’s plenty fo' me,
I got my gal,
Got my song,
Got Hebben whole day long!
Got my gal,
Got my Lawd,
Yes, got my song.

Oh, I got plenty of nothin',
And nothin’s plenty for me.
I got the sun, got the moon,
Got the deep blue sea.

The folks with plenty of plenty,
Got to pray all the day.
Seems with plenty
You sure got to worry
How to keep the debble away, away.

I ain’t afrettin' 'bout hell
Till the time arrive.
Never worry long as I’m well,
Never one to strive
To be good, to be bad, what the hell,
I am glad I’m alive.

Oh, I got plenty of nothin'
And nothin’s plenty for me.
I got my man,
Got my song,
Got Hebben the whole day long.
Got my man,
Got my Lawd,
Got my song!

Got plenty, got plenty,
Got plenty of nothin'.
Got plenty of nothin'.
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