Тональность: E major•
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Oh Lord, I
got to raise a fuss,
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Lord I got to raise a holler
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About a workin' all summer just
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to try to earn a dollar
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Oh Lord, I tried to call my baby,
I tried to get a date
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Verse 2
Sometimes I wonder what
I'm a gonna do
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Lord, there ain't no cure for the summertime
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blues
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Verse 3
Well, my mom and pop told me, "Son
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you gotta make some money
Well, if you want to use the car to go
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ridin' next Sunday"
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Well, Lord I didn't go to work I told the
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boss I was sick he said
Verse 4
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what I'm a gonna do
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Lord, there ain't no cure for the summertime
Interlude 1
blues
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Verse 5
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I've got to take the weeks I got
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to have a fun vacation
I've got to take my problem to
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the United Nations
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I done told my congressman and he said,
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"Whoa, take this boy"
Verse 6
Sometimes I wonder,
what I'm a gonna do
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Lord, there ain't no cure for
the summertime blues
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I've got to take the weeks, I got
Verse 7
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to have a fun vacation
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I've got to take my problem,
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to the United Nations
I done told my congressman and he said,
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"Whoa, take this boy"
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Sometimes I wonder, what I'm a gonna
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do
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Lord, there ain't no cure,
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for the summertime blues
Whoa, there ain't no cure
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