I ain't gonna tell nobody, '34 have done for me   I ain't gonna tell nobody what, '34 have done for me   Took my roller, I was broke as I could be      They run me from Will Dockery's, Willie Brown, I want your job   They run me from Will Dockery's, Willie Brown, I want your job   (spoken: Buddy, what's the matter?)   I went out and told papa Charley,   "I don't want you hangin' round on my job no more"      Fella, down in the country, it almost make you cry   Fella, down in the country, it almost make you cry   (spoken: My God, children!)   Women and children flaggin' freight trains for rides      Carmen got a little six Buick, big six Chevrolet car   Carmen got a little six Buick, little six Chevrolet car   (spoken: My God, what solid power!)   And it don't do nothin' but, follow behind Holloway's farmer's plow      And it may bring sorrow, Lord, it may bring tears   It may bring sorrow, Lord, and it may bring tears   Oh, Lord, oh, Lord, let me see your brand new year