Summertime Blues -- Eddie Cocheran

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     (sing365) 

Cochran wrote this with Jerry Capehart.  Capehart explained the inspiration for this song  "There had been a lot of songs about summer, but none about the hardships of summer." With that idea and a guitar lick from Cochran, they wrote the song in 45 minutes.