Lyrics Summertime Blues (Live) - Chris Spedding
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
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
'Cause
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
"Whoa!"
"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
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