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