Lyrics The Black Keys – Summertime Blues
Text:
I’m-a gonna raise a fuss,
I’m-a gonna raise a holler,
‘Bout a-workin’ all summer just-a tryin’a earn a dollar,
Told my congressman and he said «Well,
I’d like to help ya son,
But you’re too young to vote,»
Sometimes I wonder,
What I’m-a gonna do,
For there ain’t no cure for the summertime blues,
One two three four,
But you’re too young to vote,»
Sometimes I wonder,
What I’m-a gonna do,
For there ain’t no cure for the summertime blues,
One two three four,
I’m-a gonna raise a fuss,
I’m-a gonna raise a holler,
‘Bout a-workin’ all summer just-a tryin’a earn a dollar,
Now I told my congressman and he said «Well,
I’d like to help ya son,
But (something)»
Sometimes I wonder,
What I’m-a gonna do,
(something).
Album
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