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Summertime Blues    (1958)

I'm a-gonna raise a fuss
And I'm gonna raise a holler
About a-workin' all summer
Just a-trying to earn a dollar
Every time I call my baby
And 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 papa told me
"Son, you gotta make some money"
If you wanna use the car
To go a-ridin' next Sunday
Well, I didn't go to work
Told my boss I was sick
"You can't use the car
'Cuz 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

Gonna take two weeks
Gonna have a fine vacation
l'm gonna take my problem
To the United Nations
Well, I called my congressman
And he said quote
"l'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

Lyrics by Eddie Cochran and Jerry Capeheart.
Recorded by Eddie Cochran.

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