Lyrics Summertime Blues - Dion
I'ma
gonna
raise
a
fuss,
I'ma
gonna
raise
a
holler
About
workin'
all
summer
just
to
tryna
make
a
dollar
Every
time
I
call
my
baby
tryna
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
Oh
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,
I
told
the
boss
that
I
was
sick
"No,
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'ma
gonna
take
a
week,
I'ma
gonna
have
me
a
vacation
I'ma
take
my
problem
to
the
United
Nations
Well,
I
told
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
I'ma
gonna
raise
a
fuss,
I'ma
gonna
raise
a
holler
About
workin'
all
summer
just
to
tryna
make
a
dollar
Every
time
I
call
my
baby
tryna
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,
no,
no
Summertime,
summertime,
summertime
blues
1 Shake, Rattle and Roll
2 Dream Baby
3 Sweet Little Rock and Roller
4 Who Do You Love
5 Blue Suede Shoes
6 Jailhouse Rock
7 Runaway
8 Be-Bop-A-Lula
9 Bye Bye Love
10 Summertime Blues
11 Believe What You Say
12 Come On, Let's Go
13 The Wanderer
14 Rave On!
15 I Walk the Line
16 Hello Mary Lou
17 Oh Boy
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