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, try to get a date My boss says: No dice son, you gotta work late Sometimes I wonder what I'm a-gonna do But there ain't no cure for the summertime blues Well my mom 'n poppa told me: Son, you gotta make some money If you wanta use the car to go a-ridin' next Sunday Well I didn't go to 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 I'm gonna take two weeks, gonna have a fine vacation I'm gonna take my problem to the United Nations Well I called my Congressman 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 * Try B instead of B7, will give you a bit more bass Set8