Well Lord, I've got to raise a fuss
Lord, I've got to raise a holler
About a workin' all summer
Just to try to earn a dollar
Well Lord, I try to call my baby
I try 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 Mama Papa told me
"Son you gotta make some money"
Well if you want to use a car
To go ridin' next Sunday
But 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 fine vacation
I've got to take my problem
To the United Nations
I've gone and told my Congressman
And he said,"Whoa! Take this boy"
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 fine vacation
I've got to take my problem
To the United Nations
I've gone and told my Congressman
And he said,"Whoa! Take 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