Phil Ochs - In the heat of the summer

In the ^Dmheat of the ^Amsummer ^GWhen the pavements were ^Eburning The ^Amsoul of a ^Gcity was ^Amravaged in the night After the ^Dmcity sun was ^Amsinkin'

^AmNow no one ^Dmknows how it ^Amstarted ^Gwhy the windows were ^Eshattered ^AmBut deep in ^Gthe dark, ^Amsomeone set the spark And then it^Dm no longer ^Ammattered.

^AmDown the ^Dmstreets they were ^Amrumbling ^GAll the tempers were ^Eragin ^AmOh, where, o^Gh, where are ^Amthe white silver tongues Who forgot to ^Dmlisten to the ^Amwarnings?

^AmOn and ^DmOn come the ^Amangry ^GNo longer following ^Ereason ^AmAnd all ^Gthe stores were ^Amthe target now Where just the ^Dmother day they were ^Ambuyin

^AmDrunk with the ^Dmmemory of the ^Amghetto ^GDrunk with the lure of the ^Elooting ^AmAnd the memory of ^Gthe uniforms ^Amshoving with their sticks Asking, "^Dm;Are you looking^Am for trouble?"

^Am"No,^Dm no, no," m^Amoaned the mayor. ^G"It's not the wa^Ey of the order. &^Amquot;Oh sta^Gy in your homes, pl^Amease leave us alone "We'll be ^Dmglad to talk in^Am the morning."

^Am"For shame,^Dm for shame," ^Amwrote the papers. ^G"Why the hurry to ^Eyour hunger? ^Am"Now the^G rubble's res^Amting on your broken streets "So you see ^Dmwhat your rage h^Amas unraveled."

^AmBaricades ^Dmsadly were ^Amrisin ^GBricks were heavily ^Eflyin ^AmAnd the loud^Gspeaker drowned like ^Ama whisperin' sound when compared ^Dmto the angered ^Amemotions

^AmAnd when the ^Dmfury was ^Amover ^GAnd the Shame was replacing the ^Eanger. ^AmSo wrong, ^Gso wrong, but ^Amwe've been down so long And we had ^Dmto make somebody ^Amlisten In the ^Dmheat of the ^Amsummer....^Dm.. ^{Am Dm Am}