"Summertime Blues" as written by and Eddie/capehart Cochran....
Well I'm gonna raise a fuss
And I'm gonna raise a holler
About working all summer
Just trying to earn a dollar
Well, I went to my boss
Who governs me
He said, "no, dice, bud
You gotta work late"

Sometime I wonder
What I'm gonna do
There ain't no cure
For the summertime blues

Well, my mom and papa told me
Now you better earn some money
If one of you is gonna go
Riding next Sunday
Well, I didn't go to work
I told my boss I was sick
He said, "you can't use the car
Cause you didn't work a lick"


Gonna save two weeks
Gonna have a fine vacation
Gonna take my problem
To the united nations
Well, I went to my congressman
He sent me back a note
It said, "I''d like to help you, hon
But you're too young to vote"


Now there ain't no cure
For the summertime blues
Now there ain't no cure
For the summertime blues

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"Summertime Blues" as written by Jerry Neal Capehart Eddie Cochran

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