Summertime Blues Lyrics

I'm gonna raise a fuss
I'm gonna raise a holler
About workin' all summer
Just-a trying to earn a dollar
Every time I call my baby
And ask her to date
My boss says Uh duh son you gotta work late
Sometimes I wonder
What I'm-a gonna do
But there ain't no cure
For the summertime blues
Well my mama papa told me
Son, you gotta make some money
If you wanna use the car
To go ridin' next Sunday
Well, I didn't go to work
So my pa said I was sick
You can't use the car
'Cuz you didn't work a lick
Sometimes I wonder what l'm-a gonna do
But there ain't no cure for the summertime blues
I'm going to take your wish
Gonna have a fine vacation
l'm gonna take my problem
Through the United Nations
Well I called my congressman
And he said to woe
l'd like to help you son
But you're too young to vote
Sometimes I wonder what l'm-a gonna do
But there ain't no cure
For the summertime blues


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