Summertime Blues by Eddie Cochran Guitar Chords/Lyrics Guitar
Lyrics Summertime Blues. What i'm a gonna do. Oh, well my mom and poppa told me.
Summertime Blues by Eddie Cochran Guitar Chords/Lyrics Guitar
Web well, i'm a gonna raise a fuss, i'm gonna raise a holler about workin' all summer just to try an' earn a dollar everytime i call my baby, to try to get a date my boss says, no dice, son, you gotta work late sometimes i wonder what i'm gonna do 'cause there ain't no cure for the summertime blues well, my mom an papa told me, son, you gotta make. Web well, time i called my baby. Everytime i call my baby, to try to get a date. Try to get a date. What i'm a gonna do. Web some times i wonder what i'm a gonna do. Cause sometimes i wonder what i'm gonna do but there ain't no cure for the summertime blues i've got the blues but it. Son you gotta earn somemoney. My boss says, no dice, son. Web well i'm a gonna raise a fuss, i'm gonna raise a holler about workin' all summer just to try an' earn a dollar everytime i call my baby, to try to get a date my boss says, no dice, son, you gotta work late sometimes i wonder what i'm gonna do 'cause there ain't no cure for the summertime blues well my mom 'n papa told me, son, you gotta make.
Now you can't use the car cause you didn't work a lick. Web for the summertime blues well my mom and papa told me son you gotta 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 he said. Oh, well my mom and poppa told me. Now you can't use the car cause you didn't work a lick. Web summertime blues (originally by eddie cochran) well i'm gonna raise a fuss and i'm gonna raise a holler about workin' all summer just tryin' to earn a dollar well, i went to my boss that governs me he said no, dice, bud you gotta work late! sometime i wonder what i'm ever gonnna do well there ain't no cure for the summertime blues Try to get a date. Well i didn't got to work told the boss i was sick. Son you gotta earn somemoney. Web for the summertime blues well, my mom and papa told me now you better earn some money if one of you is gonna go ridin' next sunday well, i didn't go to work i told my boss i was sick he said, you can't use the car 'cause you didn't work a lick sometime i wonder what i'm gonnna do there ain't no cure for the summertime blues gonna save two weeks Web some times i wonder what i'm a gonna do. Everytime i call my baby, to try to get a date.
