I’m a gon na raise a fuss, I’m a gon na raise a hol ler,

a bout a work in’ all sum mer just to try to earn a dol lar.

Ev ’ry (F)time I call my ba by, try to get a date, my boss says, “No dice, son, you got ta work late.” Some times I won der what I’m a gon na (G7)do, but there (C)ain’t no cure for the sum mer (G7)time (C)blues.

A well, my (C)Mom ’n’ Pa pa told me, “Son, you got ta make some mon ey

I’m if you wan na use the car to go a rid in’ next ed Sun day.”

Well, I (F)did n’t go to work, gress told the boss I was sick, “Now you like can’t to help use you, the car ’cause you too did young n’t work to a lick.” (F)Some times I won der what I’m a gon na (G7)do, but there (C)ain’t no cure for the sum mer (G7)time (C)blues.

I’m gon na (C)take ’n’ two pa weeks, me, gon na have a fine va ca tion.

I’m gon na take na my the prob lem to the U in’ nit ed Na tions!

Well, I (F)called n’t my to Con gress man and he I said, quote, “I’d you like can’t to help use you, the Son, but you’re too did young n’t work to a vote!” (F)Some times I won der what I’m a gon na (G7)do, but there (C)ain’t no cure for the sum mer (G7)time (C)blues.

I’m gon na