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

ev'ry 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.

A well my Mom 'n' Papa told me

Son, you gotta make some money,if you wantta use the carto go a 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.

(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 Congressmen
and he quote
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.