Lyrics:

i'm a-gonna raise a fuss, i'm a-gonna raise a hollerabout a-workin' all summer just to try to earn a dollarwell one time i called my baby, tried to get a datemy boss says, no dice son, you gotta work latesometimes i wonder, what i'm agonna dobut there ain't no cure for the summertime bluesoh well my main and papa told meson you gotta make some moneyif you wanna use the car to go ridin' next sundaywell i didn't go to work, told the boss i was sicknow you can't use the car 'cause you didn't work a-latesometimes i wonder, what i'm a-gonna dobut there ain't no cure for the summertime bluesi'm gonna take two weeks, gonna have a fine vacationi'm gonna take my problem to the united nationswell i called my congresman and he said quotei'd like to help you son, but you're too young to votesometimes i wonder, what i'm a-gonna dobut there ain't no cure for the summertime blues