Summertime Blues

Lord, I gotta raise a fuss
Lord, I gotta raise a holler
About workin' all summer
Just to try the earn a dollar
Well, Lord, I tried to call my baby
Try to get a date

Sometimes, I wonder what I'm gonna do
But there ain't no cure
For the summertimes blues
Well my mom and papa told me
Son you gotta make some money
Well if you wanna use the car
To go a ridin' next sunday oh, Lord
I didn't go to work I told
The boss I was sick

Sometimes, I wonder what I'm gonna do
But there ain't no cure
For the summertimes blues

I gotta take three weeks I
Gotta have a fine vacation
I gotta take my problems
To the United Nations
I done told my congress man
And he said "vote" (dig this boy)

Sometimes, I wonder what I'm gonna do
But there ain't no cure
For the summertimes blues

I gotta take three weeks I
Gotta have a fine vacation
I gotta take my problems
To the United Nations
I done told my congress man
And he said "vote" (dig this boy)

Sometimes, I wonder what I'm gonna do
But there ain't no cure
For the summertimes blues woah
There ain't no cure