Vincebus Eruptum
Album - 16 gennaio 1968 - Debaser id 26855

I'm gonna raise a fuss ,
I'm gonna raise a holler
About workin' all summer
Just to try the eart a dollar
Well ev'ry time I call my baby
Try to get late...

Sometimes, I wonder what I'm gonna do
But there ain't no cure,
For the summertimes blues

Well my mom and papa told me son
Ya gotta earn some money
Uh if ya wanna use the car
To go a ridin' next sunday
A well I didn't go to work
Told the boss I was sick

Sometimes, I wonder what I'm gonna do
But there ain't no cure,
For the summertimes blues

I'm gonna take two weeks
Gonna have a fine vacation
I'm gonna take my problems
To the United Nations
Well I called my congress man
You're too young to vote

Sometimes, I wonder what I'm gonna do
But there ain't no cure,
For the summertimes blues

I'm gonna take two weeks
Gonna have a fine vacation
I'm gonna take my problems
To the United Nations
Well I called my congress man
You're too young to vote

Sometimes, I wonder what I'm gonna do
But there ain't no cure,
For the summertimes blues

(Dickie Peterson)
Help me please, Doctor
Doctor, won't you please
I need your pain killer, Doc
Shot inside of me.
Well I ain't got no money, child
But I been here before
Cash me in, Fill me up
Why don't you throw me out the door!


Well help me, Doctor
Well why won't you
Why don't you
C'mon and help me please
Won't you please
Whoa, I need your good living
Shot inside of me, Yeah!


I got this funny feeling
Feeling inside my head
Without your good living, Doc
Well I believe that I'll be dead
Doctor don't you turn me down
And won't you hear what I say
I need your good living, Doc
And I need it right away!


Well help me, Doctor
Well why don't you
Why won't you C'mon and help me please
Won't you please
Without your good living
No! What would I be!


Alright!


I got this funny feeling
Feeling inside my head
Without your pain killer, Doc
Well I believe that I'll be dead
Doctor don't you turn me down
Don't burn me away
I need your pain killer, Doc
And I need it right away.


Well help me, Doctor
Well why won't you
Why don't you
C'mon and help me please
Won't you please
Without your pain killer, Doc
Lord! What would I be - Alright, Stick it to me Doctor!

Alright!

A cold, cold darkness
And past confusion
Is quickly calling
Yeah, all of my illusions

Now won't somebody
Tell me what's wrong
Tell me what's wrong with me.

From within
The magic madness
I could feel deep in my heart
A little bit of gladness

Now won't somebody
Tell me what's wrong
Tell me what's wrong with me.

Won't somebody
Tell me what's wrong
I been searchin'
Searchin' so long
Oh, won't somebody
Oh, won't somebody
Tell me what's wrong with me.

Alright!

Won't somebody
Tell me what's wrong
I been searchin'
Whoa so goddamn long
Oh, won't somebody
Oh, won't somebody
Tell me what's wrong with me.

And then from out
Of a mystic dream
There came an angel
She spread her wings.

Now don't nobody
Tell me what's wrong
Tell me what's wrong with me.

(Mose Allison)
I been sitting over here on Parchment Farm
I been sitting over here on Parchment Farm
I been sitting over here on Parchment Farm
Ain't ever done nobody no wrong.


Oh Lord, I bet I'll be here for the rest of my life.
Oh Lord, I bet I'll be here for the rest of my life.
Oh Lord, I bet I'll be here for the rest of my life.
All I did was shoot my wife.
She was no good!


I done picking that cotton in a leather foot sack.
I done picking that cotton in a leather foot sack, yes I have.
I done picking that cotton in a leather foot sack.
A goddamn shotgun at my back.


I been sitting over here on Parchment Farm
Ain't ever done nobody no wrong, no!


I done sitting over here on the longest time.
I been sitting over here on the longest time.
I done sitting over here on the longest time.
All I did was drink my wine.


I swear I'll be here for the rest of my life.
Yeah, I know I'll be here for the rest of my life.
I know I'll be here for the rest of my life.
All I did was shoot your wife.
She was no good, you can take my word for it!


I been sitting over here on Parchment Farm
I been sitting over here on Parchment Farm
I been sitting over here on Parchment Farm
All I did was shoot my arm.
Oh, no!