Summertime Blues Lyrics

Summertime Blues lyrics

I'm a-gonna raise a fuss

I'm a-gonna raise a holler

About a-workin' all summer

Just to try to earn a dollar



Every time, I call my baby

Try to get a date

My boss says

"No dice 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 mom and poppa told me

"Son you gotta make some money

If you want to use the car

To go ridin' next Sunday"



Well, I didn't go to work

Told the boss I was sick

"Now you can't use the car

'Cause you didn't work a lick"



Sometimes I wonder, what I'm a gonna do?

But there ain't no cure for the summertime blues



I'm gonna take two weeks

Gonna have a fine vacation

I'm gonna take my problem to the United Nations

Well, I called my congressman and he said



"Whoa, I'd like to help you son

But you're too young to vote"



Sometimes I wonder, what I'm a gonna do?

But there ain't no cure for the summertime blues