You've felt like winter everywhere except for Summer StreetnThere the flames were all anybody anywhere could seenAnd from the top of Beacon hill (Ah)nWe'll watch the fire spill (Ah)nOver Water streetnnWell it started quickly, the flames in a shootout on a city streetnJumping roof to roof like they were running from a robberynAnd everywhere you turned (Ah)nAnother building burned (Ah)nNow it's all debrisnnAnd everybody knows where they were the night the fire camenAnd everybody felt where they were the night the fire camenAnd swallowed me wholennSo the backs on Broad street, the captain told us all we had to hold the lightnBut the horses were made up in bed and the engines couldn't make the climbnSo the word spread down the wire (Ah)nThe flames were getting higher (Ah)nHere in Damrell's firennAhnAhnnAnd everybody knows where they were the night the fire camenAnd everybody felt where they were the night the fire camenAnd swallowed me whole