Lyrics James Taylor

James Taylor

Summertime Blues

Well I'm gonna raise a fuss

And I'm gonna raise a holler

I been workin' all summer

Just to try to make a dollar yeah

Every time I call my baby

To try to make a date

My boss say, "no, dice, son

You gotta work late"

Sometime I wonder

What I'ma gonnna do

There ain't no cure

For the summertime blues

Now mom and pop told me son

You got to make some money today

If one wanna use the car to go

Ridin' next Sunday

Well, I didn't go to work

Told the boss I was sick

"You can't use the car

'cause you didn't work a lick"

Sometime I wonder

What I'm gonnna do

There ain't no cure

For the summertime blues

I'm gonna take three weeks

Gonna have a fine vacation

Gonna take my problem

To the United Nation

Well, I call my congressman

He said quote,

"I'd like to help you, son

but you're too young to vote."

Sometime I wonder

What I'ma gonnna do

There ain't no cure

For the summertime blues

So the same thing every day

Gettin' up to go to work

There's no way darlin', no no

You know there ain't no cure

For the summertime blues