I got my gal and I got my Lord
I got my song

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
Afraid somebody's a-goin' to rob 'em
While they're out a-makin' more
Well 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 okay with me
'Cause the things that I prize
Like the stars in the skies
All are free

I've got plenty o' nuttin'
And nuttin's plenty for me
'Cause I got a gal, got my song
Got Heaven the whole day long
I got a gal, and I got my Lord
And I got my song
I got my song, my girl, my Lord
I got everything I need all day long