I got plenty of nothing

I got plenty of nothing
And nothing's plenty for me
I got no car
Got no mule
Got no misery

Folks with plenty of plenty
They've got a lock
On the door
Afraid somebody's
Gonna rob 'em
While they're out
Making more

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 skies
Are all free

I got plenty of nothing
And nothing's plenty for me
I got my gal
Got my song
I got heaven
The whole day long

Got my gal
Got my love
Got my song

Heyward - Gershwin - Gershwin

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