| I’ve got gardens growing, got quiet days
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| Clothes on my back and food on my plate
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| Got friends to help me if I call for them
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| Well I don’t need anything that I don’t have
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| I’ve got eyes to see this beautiful land
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| Feet to take me where I want to stand
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| If there’s work to be done
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| There’s these two strong hands
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| Well I don’t need anything that I don’t have
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| I don’t need anything that I don’t have
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| And some years the rains don’t come
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| Some years floods clear out the plains
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| But if those waters wash this town away
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| I would still have enough
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| If she was with me
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| I’ve got a roof overhead, stars if I choose
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| But I’ve no need to fly, I’ve got no itch to move
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| I’ve got almost nothing, but I understand
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| That I don’t need anything that I don’t have
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| I don’t need anything that I don’t have |