Summertime Blues

Well, I'm gonna raise a fuss

I'm gonna raise a holler

About a working all summer

Just to try to earn a dollar

Well, time I called 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

Oh, 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

Well, 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