I Got Plenty O' Nuttin' (Mono)
Ella FitzgeraldLouis Armstrong -I Got Plenty O'nuttin'
Written by ：Gershwin
I got plenty of nothing
And nothing's plenty for me
I got no car got no mule
I got no misery
Folks with plenty of nothing
They've got a lock on the door
Afraid somebody's gonna rob 'em
While there 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
Yes
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 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
Seem with plenty you sure got to worry
How to keep the devil away away
I ain't frettin''bout hell
Till the time arrive
Never worry long as I'm well
Never one to strive
To be good to be bad
What the hell
I am glad I'm alive
Oh
I got plenty of nothing
And nothing's plenty for me
I got my man got my son
Got heaven the whole day long
Got my man got my love got my song
Got plenty plenty of nothing
Got plenty plenty of nothing
Got plenty plenty of nothing
Got plenty of nothing