Oh, I got plenty o' nuttin'
And nuttin's plenty for me
I got no car, got no mule
I got no misery

De folks wid plenty o' plenty
Got a lock on there door
'Fraid somebody's a-goin' to rob 'em
While dey's out a-makin' 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 okay with me
'Cause the things that I prize
Like the stars in the skies
Are free

Oh, I got plenty o' nuttin'
And nuttin's plenty for me
I got my gal, got my song
Got heaven the whole day long
No use complaining
Got my gal, got my Lord
Got my song

Porgy change since that woman come to live with he
How he change
He ain't cross with chillen no more, an' ain't you hear how
He an' Bess all the time singin' in their room
I tells you that fellow's happy now

Oh, I got plenty o' nuttin
And nuttin's plenty for me
I got the sun, got the moon
Got the deep blue sea

The folks wid plenty o' plenty
Got to pray all the day
Seems with plenty you sure got to worry
How to keep the devil away
Away

I ain't frettin 'bout hell
'Till de time arrive
Never worry long as I'm well
Never one to strive
To be good, to be bad
What the hell
I is glad I's alive

Oh, I got plenty o' nuttin
And nuttin's plenty for me
I got my gal, got my song
Got heaven the whole day long
No use complaining
Got my gal, got my Lord
Got my song.
