Summertime Blues - Live

Well, I'm a'gonna raise a fuss
I'm a-gonna raise a holler
I've been working all summer
Just to try and earn a dollar

Well, I went to the boss
Said I got a date
The boss said, "No Dice, son, you gotta work late"
Sometimes I wonder what am I gonna do
There ain't no cure for the summertime blues

Well, my mom and poppa told me
"Son, you gotta earn some money
If you wanna use the car
To go ridin' next Sunday"

Well, I didn't go to work
I told the boss I was sick
He said "You can't use the car 'cause you didn't work a lick"
Sometimes I wonder what am I gonna do
There ain't no cure for the summertime blues

Gonna take two weeks
Gonna have a fine vacation
Gonna take my problem
To the United Nations

Well, I went to my congressman
He said, quote, "I'd like to help you son
But you're too young to vote"
Sometimes I wonder what am I gonna do
There ain't no cure for the summertime blues



Credits
Writer(s): Jerry N. Capehart, Eddie Cochran
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