Bobby Vee - Summertime Blues lyrics
[Bobby Vee - Summertime Blues lyrics]
I'm a-gonna raise a holler
About a-workin' all summer just to
Try to earn a dollar
Every time I call my baby, try 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
Well my mom and poppa 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
"Now 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 "Whoa!
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