Letra

Well, I'm gonna raise a fuss, I'm gonna raise a holler About workin' all summer just to try an' earn a dollar Every time I call my baby, to try to get a date My boss says, "No dice, son, you gotta work late" Sometimes I wonder what I'm gonna do 'Cause there ain't no cure for the summertime blues Well, my mom an' papa told me, "Son, you gotta make some money If 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 do 'Cause there ain't no cure for the summertime blues I'm gonna take two weeks, gonna have a vacation I'm gonna take my problem to the United Nation Well, 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 do 'Cause there ain't no cure for the summertime blues Well, I'm gonna raise a fuss, I'm gonna raise a holler About workin' all summer just to try an' earn a dollar Sometimes I wonder what I'm gonna do 'Cause there ain't no cure for the summertime blues Yeah, sometimes I wonder what I'm gonna do 'Cause there ain't no cure for the summertime blues No, there ain't no cure for the summertime blues
Writer(s): Jerry N. Capehart, Eddie Cochran Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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