Summertime Blues - '68

Oh Lord, I gotta make a fuss

Lord, I gotta raise a holler

About workin' all summer

Try the make a dollar

I called my baby

I try to get a date

She said…

Sometimes, I wonder what I’m 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.»

«Well if you wanna use the car to go a ridin' next sunday»

Oh, Lord, I didn’t go to work I told the boss I was sick

He said…

Cause sometimes I wonder what I’m gonna do

But there ain’t no cure

For the summertime blues

I’ve got the blues but it…

I’ve got the blues but it…

I’ve got the blues but it…

I’ve got the blues but it ain’t got me

Gotta take me some weeks, gotta have a fine vacation

I gotta take my problems to the United Nations

I done told my congress man and he said quote:

«Son, I’d like to help you

But you’re too young to vote»

Sometimes, I wonder what I’m gonna do

But there ain’t no cure

For the summertime blues