Summertime Blues — аккорды для укулеле
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Well, I'm gonna raise a fuss, I'm gonna raise a holler..
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about a workin' all summer just to try to earn a dollar.
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Every time I call my baby, and ask to get a date..
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my boss says, 'No dice son, you gotta work late.'
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Sometimes I wonder what I'm a gonna do..but there ain't
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No cure for the summertime blues.
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Well, my mom and pop told me, 'Son, you gotta make some money..
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if you want to use the car to go ridin' next Sunday.
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Well, I didn't go to work, told the boss I was sick..
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'Well, you can't use the car cause you didn't work a lick!'
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Sometimes I wonder what I'm a-gonna do..but there ain't no
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Cure for the summertime blues.
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I'm gonna take the weeks, gonna have a fine vacation.
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I'm gonna take my problem to the United Nations.
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Well, I called my Congressman and he said, 'Whoa!'
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I'd like to help you son, but you're too young to vote.'
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Sometimes I wonder what I'm a gonna do..but there ain't no
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Cure for the summertime blues.