[Intro Riff]

[Verse 1]
Well, Lord, I got to raise a fuss, Lord, I got to raise a holler
About a-workin' all summer just to try to earn a dollar
Well, Lord, I tried to call my baby, I tried to get a date

[Chorus]
Sometimes I wonder what I'm a-gonna do
Lord, there ain't no cure for the summertime blues

[Verse 2]
Well, my mom and papa told me, "Son, you got to make some money"
"Well, if you wanna use the car to go a ridin' next Sunday"
Oh, Lord, I didn't go to work, I told the boss I was sick, said

[Chorus]
Sometimes I wonder what I'm a-gonna do
Lord, there ain't no cure for the summertime blues

[Verse 3]
I've got to take three weeks, I've got to have a fine vacation
I got to take my problem to the United Nations
I done told my Congressman and he said quote, "Dig this boy"

[Chorus]
Sometimes I wonder what I'm a-gonna do
Lord, there ain't no cure for the summertime blues
[Instrumental Break: 1:55-2:58]
[Guitar Solo]
Oh!

[Verse 3]
I've got to take three weeks, I've got to have a fine vacation
I got to take my problem to the United Nations
I done told my Congressman and he said quote, "Dig this boy"

[Chorus]
Sometimes I wonder what I'm a-gonna do
Lord, there ain't no cure for the summertime blues

[Outro]
Whoa, there ain't no cure