Summertimes Blues

Well, I'm a'gonna raise a fuss,
An' I'm a'gonna raise a holler.
I've been working all summer
Just to try and earn a dollar.
Well I went to the boss
Said I had a date
My boss said No dice, son, you gotta work late

Sometimes I wonder what I'm a'gonna do
There ain't no cure for the summertime blues

Well my mom 'n' poppa told me
Son you gotta earn some money,
If you want to use the car
To go riding next Sunday.

Well I didn't go to work
I 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 a'gonna do
Cause there ain't no cure for the summertime blues.

Gonna take two weeks
Gonna have a fine vacation
Gonna take my problems
To the United Nations

Well I went to my congressman
He said, quote: I'd like to help you son,
But you're too young to vote.

Sometimes I wonder what I'm a'gonna do
Cause there ain't no cure for the summertime blues.