Eddie Cochran, The Who, Bruce Springsteen
A, B, C, E, Ebm, Em
Well, I'm a-gonna raise a fuss, I'm a-gonna raise a holler
About a workin' all summer just to try to earn a dollar
Every time I call my baby to try to get a date, my boss says, "No dice, son, you gotta work late."
Sometimes I wonder what I'm a-gonna do 'cause there ain't no cure for the summertime blue
Well, my mama and papa told me, "Son, you gotta earn some money."
If you want to use the car, go right next Sunday Well, I didn't go to work, told the
boss I was sick Can't use the car, we didn't work a lick
Sometimes I wonder what I'm a gonna do 'Cause there ain't no cure for the summertime
blues I'm gonna take two weeks, gonna have a fine
vacation I'm gonna take my problem to the United Nations
Well, I wrote my congressman, he said, quote,
I'd like to help you, son, but you're too young to vote.
Sometimes I wonder what I'm going to do,
because there ain't no cure for the summertime blues.
No cure.
Well, summertime blues.
No cure for the summertime blues.
Summertime, summertime, ain't no cure.
Yeah.