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    La Muerte / Lyrics

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    "Summertime Blues" Lyrics

    La Muerte

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    Well, I'm gonna raise a fuss
    I'm gonna raise a holler
    'Bout workin' all summer
    Just to try to earn a dollar
    Well, I went to the boss man
    Tried to get a break
    But the boss said 'No dice, son,
    You gotta work late'

    Sometimes I wonder what am I gonna do
    'Cause there ain't no cure for the summertime blues

    Well, my Mom and Poppa told me
    Son, you gotta earn some money
    If you want to use the care
    To go riding next Sunday
    Well, I wouldn't go to work
    I told the boss I was sick
    He said 'You can't use the car
    'Cause you didn't work a lick'

    Sometimes I wonder what am I gonna do
    'Cause there ain't no cure for the summertime blues

    Gonna take two weeks
    Gonna have a fine vacation
    Gonna take my problem
    To the United Nations
    Well' I went to my congressman
    He said 'quote'
    'I'd like to help you son,
    But you're too young to vote'

    Sometimes I wonder what am I gonna do
    'Cause there ain't no cure for the summertime blues
    This song was submitted on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Peermusic Publishing, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc..
    Written by Eddie Cochran, Jerry Neal Capehart.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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