Summertime Blues

Well, I'm gonna raise a fuss and I'm gonna raise a holler

About workin' all summer just tryin' to earn a dollar

Well, I went to my boss, that governs me

He said, "No, dice, bud, you gotta work late"

Sometimes I wonder what I'm gonna do

There ain't no cure for the summertime blues

Well, my mom and papa told me, "Now you better earn some money

If one of you is gonna go ridin' next Sunday"

Well, I didn't go to work, I told my boss I was sick

He said, "You can't use the car, 'cause you didn't work a lick"

Sometimes I wonder what I'm gonna do

There ain't no cure for the summertime blues

Gonna save two weeks, gonna have a fine vacation

Gonna take my problem to the United Nations

Well, I went to my Congressman, he sent me back a note

It said, "I'd like to help you, hon, but you're too young to vote"

Sometimes I wonder what I'm gonna do

There ain't no cure for the summertime blues

Now there ain't no cure for the summertime blues

Now there ain't no cure for the summertime blues