James Taylor - Summertime Blues lyrics
[James Taylor - Summertime Blues lyrics]
Well, I'm going to raise a fuss, I'm a
Going to raise a holler
I've been working all summer just to
Try to earn a dollar
Every time I call my baby
Tried to make a date
The boss says, "No dice son
You got to work late"
Sometimes I wonder what I'm going to do
But there ain't no cure
For the summertime blues
Well, my mom and poppa told me
Son, you got to earn some money
If you want to use the car
To go riding next Sunday
Well, I didn't go to work
I told the boss I was sick
You can't use the car 'cause
You didn't work a lick
I'm going to take three weeks
Gonna have a fine vacation
I'm going to 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"
Say the same thing, everyday
Not going to work doing nothing, no, no
There ain't to cure for the summertime blues
Going to raise a holler
I've been working all summer just to
Try to earn a dollar
Every time I call my baby
Tried to make a date
The boss says, "No dice son
You got to work late"
Sometimes I wonder what I'm going to do
But there ain't no cure
For the summertime blues
Well, my mom and poppa told me
Son, you got to earn some money
If you want to use the car
To go riding next Sunday
Well, I didn't go to work
I told the boss I was sick
You can't use the car 'cause
You didn't work a lick
I'm going to take three weeks
Gonna have a fine vacation
I'm going to 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"
Say the same thing, everyday
Not going to work doing nothing, no, no
There ain't to cure for the summertime blues