Текст песни I Got Plenty o’ Nuttin’ - Frank Sinatra

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

The folks with plenty of plenty
They got a lock on the door
Afraid somebody's gonna rob 'em
While they're out a-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 all free

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

Got my gal
Got my Lord
Got my song

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 Lord
Got my song