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Summertime Blues
Eddie Cochran

Lyrics

Well, I'm gonna raise a fuss, and I'm gonna raise a holler,
about a-workin' all summer just to try to earn a dollar.
Everytime I call my baby to try and get a date,
my boss says, "No dice, son, you gotta work late."
Sometimes I wonder, what am I gonna do?
'Cause there ain't no cure for the summertime blues.
Well, my mom and pop a-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 am I gonna do?
'Cause there ain't no cure for the summertime blues.
I'm gonna take two weeks, gonna have a 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 am I gonna do?
'Cause there ain't no cure for the summertime blues.

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