Phil Ochs - In the heat of the summer

In the ^Gmheat of the ^Dmsummer ^FWhen the pavements were ^Aburning The ^Dmsoul of a ^Ccity was ^Dmravaged in the night After the ^Gmcity sun was ^Dmsinkin'

^DmNow no one ^Gmknows how it ^Dmstarted ^Fwhy the windows were ^Ashattered ^DmBut deep in ^Cthe dark, ^Dmsomeone set the spark And then it^Gm no longer ^Dmmattered.

^DmDown the ^Gmstreets they were ^Dmrumbling ^FAll the tempers were ^Aragin ^DmOh, where, o^Ch, where are ^Dmthe white silver tongues Who forgot to ^Gmlisten to the ^Dmwarnings?

^DmOn and ^GmOn come the ^Dmangry ^FNo longer following ^Areason ^DmAnd all ^Cthe stores were ^Dmthe target now Where just the ^Gmother day they were ^Dmbuyin

^DmDrunk with the ^Gmmemory of the ^Dmghetto ^FDrunk with the lure of the ^Alooting ^DmAnd the memory of ^Cthe uniforms ^Dmshoving with their sticks Asking, "^Gm;Are you looking^Dm for trouble?"

^Dm"No,^Gm no, no," m^Dmoaned the mayor. ^F"It's not the wa^Ay of the order. &^Dmquot;Oh sta^Cy in your homes, pl^Dmease leave us alone "We'll be ^Gmglad to talk in^Dm the morning."

^Dm"For shame,^Gm for shame," ^Dmwrote the papers. ^F"Why the hurry to ^Ayour hunger? ^Dm"Now the^C rubble's res^Dmting on your broken streets "So you see ^Gmwhat your rage h^Dmas unraveled."

^DmBaricades ^Gmsadly were ^Dmrisin ^FBricks were heavily ^Aflyin ^DmAnd the loud^Cspeaker drowned like ^Dma whisperin' sound when compared ^Gmto the angered ^Dmemotions

^DmAnd when the ^Gmfury was ^Dmover ^FAnd the Shame was replacing the ^Aanger. ^DmSo wrong, ^Cso wrong, but ^Dmwe've been down so long And we had ^Gmto make somebody ^Dmlisten In the ^Gmheat of the ^Dmsummer....^Gm.. ^{Dm Gm Dm}