Summertime Blues

{transcribed by Adri Verhoef, 19-7-2013}

Well Lord, I got to raise a fuss, Lord I got to raise a holler
About a-workin' all summer just to try to earn a dollar
Well Lord, I tried to call my baby, I tried to get a date

Sometimes I wonder what I'm a-gonna do
Lord, there ain't no cure for the summertime blues

Oh well, my mom and pop told me, son you gotta make some money
Well, if you wanna use the car to go ridin' next Sunday
Well, Lord I didn't go to work, I told the boss I was sick, he said

Sometimes I wonder what I'm a-gonna do
Lord, there ain't no cure for the summertime blues

I've got to take three weeks, I got to have a fun vacation
I've got to take my problem to the United Nations
I've done told my congressman and he said, whoa, dig this boy

Sometimes I wonder what I'm a-gonna do
Lord, there ain't no cure for the summertime blues

[break]

Whoa!

I've got to take three weeks, I got to have a fun vacation
I've got to take my problem to the United Nations
I've done told my congressman and he said, whoa, dig this boy

Sometimes I wonder what I'm a-gonna do
Lord, there ain't no cure for the summertime blues
Whoa! There ain't no cure.