Buck Owens — Summertime Blues lyrics

Well, there ain't no cure
For the summertime blues.

Well, I'm gonna raise a fuss
And I'm gonna raise a holler
About workin' all summer
Just to try to raise a dollar
Everytime I call my baby
Just to try to get a date
My boss says "No, dice, son
You gotta work late"

Sometime I wonder
What I'm gonnna do
There ain't no cure
For the summertime blues
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Well, my mom and pop told me
Son, you got to make some money
If you want to use the car
To go a ridin' next Sunday
Well, I didn't go to work
I told my boss I was sick
Now, "You can't use the car
'Cause you didn't work a lick"

Sometime I wonder
What I'm gonnna do
There ain't no cure
For the summertime blues

I'm Gonna take two weeks
Gonna have a fine vacation
Gonna take my problem
To the United Nations
Well, I called my congressman
He said quote
"I''d love to help you, son
But you're too young to vote"

Sometime I wonder
What I'm gonnna do
There ain't no cure
For the summertime blues...

Songwriters: COCHRAN, EDDIE/CAPEHART, JERRY NEAL
Summertime Blues lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., EMI Music Publishing