Summertime Blues

Oh Lord, I got to raise a fuss, Lord I got to raise a holler About a workin' all summer just to try to earn a dollar Oh Lord, I tried to call my baby, I tried to get a date Sometimes I wonder what I'm a gonna do Lord, there ain't no cure for the summertime blues Well, my mom and pop told me, "Son you gotta make some money Well, if you want to use the car to go ridin' next Sunday" Well, Lord I didn't go to work I told the boss I was sick he said Sometimes I wonder, what I'm a gonna do Lord, there ain't no cure for the summertime blues I've got to take the weeks I got to have a fun vacation I've got to take my problem to the United Nations I done told my congressman and he said, "Whoa, take this boy" Sometimes I wonder, what I'm a gonna do Lord, there ain't no cure for the summertime blues I've got to take the weeks, I got to have a fun vacation I've got to take my problem, to the United Nations I done told my congressman and he said, "Whoa, take this boy" Sometimes I wonder, what I'm a gonna do Lord, there ain't no cure, for the summertime blues Whoa, there ain't no cure