James Taylor - Summertime Blues текст песни

Well Im gonna raise a fuss

And Im gonna raise a holler

About workin all summer

Just tryin to earn a dollar

Well, I went to my boss

Who governs me

He said, "no, dice, bud

You gotta work late"

Sometime I wonder

What Im gonnna do

There aint no cure

For the summertime blues

Well, my mom and papa told me

Now you better earn some money

If one of you is gonna go

Ridin next sunday

Well, I didnt go to work

I told my boss I was sick

He said, "you cant use the car

cause you didnt work a lick"

Sometime I wonder

What Im gonnna do

There aint no cure

For the summertime blues

Gonna save two weeks

Gonna have a fine vacation

Gonna take my problem

To the united nations

Well, I went to my congressman

He sent me back a note

It said, "id like to help you, hon

But youre too young to vote"

Sometime I wonder

What Im gonnna do

There aint no cure

For the summertime blues

Now there aint no cure

For the summertime blues

Now there aint no cure

For the summertime blues