Summertime Blues Lyrics

on CAPITOL Records in 1962.
(Acoustic guitar version.)
INTRO: E..E A B E..E A B E
Well, I'm gonna raise a fuss, I'm gonna raise a holler..
about a workin' all summer just to try to earn a dollar.
Every time I call my baby, and ask 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 the summertime blues.
Well, my mom and pop told me, 'Son, you gotta make some money..
if you want to use the car to go ridin' next Sunday.
Well, I didn't go to work, told the boss I was sick..
'Well, you can't use the car cause you didn't work a lick!'
Sometimes I wonder what I'm a-gonna do..but there ain't no
cure for the summertime blues.
I'm gonna take the weeks, gonna have a fine vacation.
I'm gonna take my problem to the United Nations.
Well, I called my Congressman and he said, 'Whoa!'
I'd like to help you son, but you're too young to vote.'
Sometimes I wonder what I'm a gonna do..but there ain't no
cure for the summertime blues.
A sixties smash from Kraziekhat.