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Summertime Blues Lyrics By Blue Cheer

    lord i gotta raise a fuss
    lord i gotta raise a holler
    about workin’ all summer
    just to try the earn a dollar
    well lord i tried to call my baby
    try to get a date

    sometimes i wonder what i’m gonna do
    but there ain’t no cure
    for the summertimes 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

    sometimes i wonder what i’m gonna do
    but there ain’t no cure
    for the summertimes blues

    i gotta take three weeks i gotta have a fine vacation
    i gotta take my problems to the united nations
    i done told my congress man and he said quote dig this boy

    sometimes i wonder what i’m gonna do
    but there ain’t no cure
    for the summertimes blues
    whoa there ain’t no cure

    i gotta take three weeks i gotta have a fine vacation
    i gotta take my problems to the united nations
    i done told my congressman and he said quote dig this boy

    sometimes i wonder what i’m gonna do
    but there ain’t no cure
    for the summertimes blues woah there ain’t no cure

    Artist: Blue Cheer

    Year: 1968

    Decade: 60s

    Language: en

    Word Count: 121