Текст, перевод и аккорды “Summertime Blues”
- [Originally by Eddie Cochran] Well, I'm gonna raise a fuss I'm gonna raise a holler About a working all summer Just to try to earn a dollar Well, time I called 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 Oh, well my Mom and Poppa told me, son You gotta make some money If you want to 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 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, 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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