Ella Fitzgerald & Louis Armstrong - I got plenty o' nuttin' lyrics

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 plenty 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 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