Robert Gordon - Summertime Blues - Lyrics, Similar artists

Kishore Kumar Hits — Robert Gordon - Summertime Blues lyrics

Artist: Robert Gordon

album: Lone Star Cafe Late Show 9/16/88

Yeah
I'm gonna raise a fuss, I'm gonna raise a holler
About a workin' all summer, just to try to earn a dollar
Every time I call my baby, and ask to get a date
My boss says, "No dice, son, you gotta workin' late"
Sometimes I wonder what I'm a-gonna do
But there ain't no cure for the summertime blues
Well, my mama, papa told me, "Son, you gotta earn some money"
If you wanna use the car to go ridin' next Sunday
Well, I didn't go to work, told the boss I was sick
"Well, you can't use the car 'cause you didn't work a-late"
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 "Whoa"
"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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