Summertime blues
Well I'm a-gonna raise a fuss, I'm a-gonna raise a hollerAbout a-workin' all summer just to try an' earn a dollarEverytime I call my baby, to try to get a dateMy boss says, "No dice, son, you gotta work late"Sometimes I wonder what I'm gonna doCause there ain't no cure for the summertime blues
Well my mom 'n' papa told me, "Son, you gotta make some moneyIf you wanna 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 gonna doCause there ain't no cure for the summertime blues
I'm gonna take two weeks, gonna have a vacationI'm gonna take my problem to the United NationsWell, I called my congressman and he said quote,"I'd like to help you son, but you're too young to vote"Sometimes I wonder what I'm gonna doCause there ain't no cure for the summertime blues
Well I'm a-gonna raise a fuss, I'm a-gonna raise a hollerAbout workin' all summer just to try an' earn a dollarSometimes I wonder what I'm a-gonna doCause there ain't no cure for the summertime blues
Yeah, sometimes I wonder what I'm gonna doCause there ain't no cure for the summertime bluesNo there ain't no cure for the summertime blues