Summertime Blues

Eddie Cochran

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I'm a-gonna raise a fuss, I'm a-gonna raise a holler
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About workin' all summer just-a trying to earn a dollar

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Every time I call my baby, try to get a date
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My boss says "No dice, son, you gotta work late"
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Sometimes I wonder what I'm-a gonna do
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But there ain't no cure for the summertime blues

Well my mama and papa told me, "Son, you gotta make some money
If you wanna use the car to go a-ridin' next Sunday"

Well, I didn't go to work, told the boss I was sick
"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 two weeks gonna have a fine vacation
I'm gonna take my problem to the United Nations

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-a gonna do
But there ain't no cure for the summertime blues