Lyrics I Got Plenty O' Nuttin' - Louis Armstrong , Ella Fitzgerald
Yes,
I
got
plenty
of
nothing
And
nothing's
plenty
for
me,
oh
I
got
no
car,
got
no
mule
Got
no
misery
The
folks
with
plenty
of
plenty
They've
got
a
lock
on
they
door,
oh
Afraid
somebody's
going
to
rob
'em
While
thems
out
there
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
skies
are
free
Yes,
I
got
plenty
of
nothing
And
nothing's
plenty
for
me,
oh
I
got
my
gal
- got
my
song
Got
Heaven
the
whole
day
long
Got
my
gal
Got
my
love
Yes,
got
my
song
Oh
I
got
plenty
of
nothing
And
nothing'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've
sure
got
to
worry
How
to
keep
the
Devil
away,
away
I
ain't
afraid
about
Hell
'til
the
time
arrives
Never
worry
'long
as
I'm
well
Never
wanna
strive
to
be
good,
to
be
bad
What
the
hell,
I'm
glad
I'm
alive!
Oh
I
got
plenty
of
nothing
And
nothing's
plenty
for
me
I
got
my
man,
got
my
song
Got
Heaven
the
whole
day
long
Got
my
man
Got
my
love
Got
my
song
Got
plenty,
got
plenty
Got
plenty
of
nothin'
Got
plenty
of
nothin'
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