I got no lock on the door, that's the 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 they're all free Oh, I got plenty of nothin', and nothin's plenty for me I got no car, I got no mule, I got no misery! The folks with plenty of plenty They got a lock on their door Afraid somebody is agoin' to rub'em While they're out there makin' more Wjhat for? I got no lock on the door That's the 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, are all free So, I got plenty of nothin', and nothin's plenty for me I got the sun, I got the moon, I got the deep blue sea The folks with plenty of plenty All they got to pray all the day Seems with plenty, you sure got to worry How to keep the devil away Keep them away Oh, I'm never afraid about hell, till my time arrives Never worry, 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 of nothin', and nothin's plenty for me Got my man, got my love, and i...i got my song!
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