Summertime Blues Songtext
von Bruce Springsteen & The E Street Band

Are you smiling? Whoo!
I wanna tell you

Well, I′ma gonna raise a fuss, I'ma gonna raise a holler
Well, I′ve been workin' all summer just to try to earn a dollar
I call up my baby, I try to get a date
No dice, son, 'cause you gotta work late
Sometimes I wonder what I′ma gonna do
There ain′t no cure for these summertime blues (hyaw!)


Well, my mom 'n papa told me, son, you gotta make some money
Well, if you wanna use the car to go ridin′ next Sunday
Well, I called up my boss and I said, "I was sick"
Can't use the car ′cause you didn't work a lick
Sometimes I wonder what I′ma gonna do
There ain't no cure for these summertime blues (hyaw!)

Let's go!

I′m gonna take three weeks, gonna have a fine vacation
I′m gonna take my problem to the United Nation
I talked to my congressman and he said quote
"I'd help you son, but you′re too young to vote"

Sometimes I wonder what I'ma gonna do
There ain′t no cure for these summertime blues
Ain't no cure for these summertime blues
Gonna find a cure for these summertime blues (hyaw!)