Judy Collins - In The Heat Of The Summer

In the heat of the summer
When the pavements were burning
The soul of a city was ravaged in the night
After the city sun was sinkin'

Now no one knows how it started
Why the windows were shattered
But deep in the dark, someone set the spark
And then it no longer mattered

Down the streets they were rumbling
All the tempers were ragin'
Oh, where, oh, where are the white silver tongues
Who forgot to listen to the warnings

On and On come the angry
No longer following reason
And all the stores were the target now
Where just the other day they were buyin'

Drunk with the memory of the ghetto
Drunk with the lure of the looting
And the memory of the uniforms shoving with their sticks
Asking, Are you looking for trouble

No, no, no, moaned the mayor
It's not the way of the order
Oh stay in your homes, please leave us alone
We'll be glad to talk in the morning

For shame, for shame, wrote the papers
Why the hurry to your hunger
Now the rubble's resting on your broken streets
So you see what your rage has unraveled

Baricades sadly were risin'
Bricks were heavily flyin'
And the loudspeaker drowned like a whisperin' sound
When compared to the angered emotions

And when the fury was over
And the Shame was replacing the anger
So wrong, so wrong, but we've been down so long
And we had to make somebody listen
In the heat of the summer
In the heat of the summer
When the pavements were burning
The soul of a city was ravaged in the night
After the city sun was sinkin'

Now no one knows how it started
Why the windows were shattered
But deep in the dark, someone set the spark
And then it no longer mattered

Down the streets they were rumbling
All the tempers were ragin'
Oh, where, oh, where are the white silver tongues
Who forgot to listen to the warnings

On and On come the angry
No longer following reason
And all the stores were the target now
Where just the other day they were buyin'

Drunk with the memory of the ghetto
Drunk with the lure of the looting
And the memory of the uniforms shoving with their sticks
Asking, Are you looking for trouble

No, no, no, moaned the mayor
It's not the way of the order
Oh stay in your homes, please leave us alone
We'll be glad to talk in the morning

For shame, for shame, wrote the papers
Why the hurry to your hunger
Now the rubble's resting on your broken streets
So you see what your rage has unraveled

Baricades sadly were risin'
Bricks were heavily flyin'
And the loudspeaker drowned like a whisperin' sound
When compared to the angered emotions

And when the fury was over
And the Shame was replacing the anger
So wrong, so wrong, but we've been down so long
And we had to make somebody listen
In the heat of the summer
Judy Collins In The Heat of the Summer

Judy Collins - In The Heat Of The Summer (LP Version)

Album: Fifth Album - 1965 - Label: Elektra Records.

In the heat of the summer - Judy Collins

My most favorite song, unfortunalety not so well known. It tells about the riots of the black people which happened in the main american cities, in 1960.

In the Heat of the Summer Judy Collins cover by Mike DeArmond

While Judy Collins was where I first heard this song, it was written by Phil Ochs. Used my Gibson Hummingbird. That's a closeup of the bird in the video.

Jack & Amanda Palmer - In The Heat of The Summer (Phil Ochs)

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Judy Collins

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