Summertime Blues

[F]I'm a gonna raise a fuss I'm a-gonna raise a holler[Bb]         [C7]          [F]
[F]About
 [A]-workin' all summer just
 [A]-trying to earn
 [A] dollar[Bb]         [C7]          [F]
Every [Bb]time I call my baby, try to get a date
The boss says [F]"No dice son you gotta work a-late"
Some[Bb]times I wonder what I'm a gonna do
But there [F]ain't no cure for the [C7]Summertime [F]Blues    [Bb]         [C7]          [F]

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Well my Mom and Pappa told me "Son you gotta earn some money
If you wanna use the car to go a riding next Sunday"
Well I didn't got to work told the boss I was sick
"Now you can't use the car cause you didn't work a lick"
Sometimes I wonder what I'm a gonna do
But there ain't no cure for the Summertime Blues

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It's gonna take two weeks for I have my vacation,
I'm gonna take my problem to the United Nations.
Well I told my congress man and he said, quote:
"I'd like to help you son but you're too young to vote"
Sometimes I wonder what I'm a gonna do,
But there ain't no cure for the Summertime Blues.

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