Summertime Blues Lyrics

I'm gonna raise a fuss
I'm gonna raise a holler
About a-working'all summer
Just ti trying to earn a dollar
Well,every time I call 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 summertime blues


Well my Mom'n'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 l'm-a gonna do
But there ain't no cure
For the summertime blues

I gonna take two weeks,
Gonna have a fine vacation,
L'm gonna take my problem
To the United Nations
Well,I called my Congressman
And he said
"l'd like to help you,son,
But you're too young to vote"
Sometimes I wonder what l'm-a gonna do
But there ain't no cure
For the summertime blues