About the song

“Summertime Blues” by Alan Jackson is a quintessential country song that perfectly encapsulates the carefree spirit and challenges of youth during the summer months. Originally penned by rockabilly legend Eddie Cochran and his collaborator Jerry Capehart in 1958, the song has been covered by numerous artists across various genres, but it was Alan Jackson’s rendition that brought it into the realm of country music with a fresh twist.

Alan Jackson, an icon in the country music industry, included “Summertime Blues” on his 1994 album “Who I Am.” This album was a significant success, reaching the number one spot on the Billboard Top Country Albums chart. Jackson’s version of the song became a hit in its own right, climbing to number one on the Billboard Hot Country Singles & Tracks chart, where it held a place for two weeks in the summer of 1994. His take on “Summertime Blues” stands out for its lively tempo, twangy guitars, and Jackson’s signature smooth baritone voice, which brings a new dimension to the classic tune.

The song’s lyrics resonate with many listeners as they capture the essence of youthful rebellion against the mundanities of work and the longing for freedom and fun that summer represents. Jackson’s performance adds a layer of authenticity and relatability, making it a favorite among both older fans who remember the original and newer listeners discovering it through his music.

“Summertime Blues” is more than just a song; it is a nostalgic journey back to the golden days of summer, a reminder of the simple yet profound moments of youth. Alan Jackson’s rendition of this classic has ensured that it remains a beloved anthem for those long, hot summer days.

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Lyrics

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 some money
If you want to use the car to go ridin’ next sunday
Well I didn’t go to work, told the boss I was sick
Now you can’t use the car ’cause you didn’t work a lick
Sometimes I wonder what I’m gonna do
‘Cause there ain’t no cure for the summertime blues
Ow
I’m gonna take two weeks, gonna have a vacation
I’m gonna take my problem to the United Nation
Well I called my congressman and he said quote
“I’d like to help you son, but you’re too young to vote”
Sometimes I wonder what I’m gonna do
‘Cause there ain’t no cure for the summertime blues
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
Sometimes I wonder what I’m gonna do
‘Cause there ain’t no cure for the summertime blues
Yeah, sometimes I wonder what I’m gonna do
‘Cause there ain’t no cure for the summertime blues
No, there ain’t no cure for the summertime blues

 

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