I Got Plenty O' Nuttin' Lyrics
I Got Plenty O' Nuttin' - Ella Fitzgerald/Louis Armstrong (路易斯·阿姆斯特朗)/Russell Gracia/His Orchestra
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 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
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
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
Sure with plenty you sure got to worry
How to keep the devil away Away
I ain't frettin about 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
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 love
Got my song
Got plenty
Got plenty
Got plenty of nothing
Got plenty of nothing