A/N: We had to do a ballad about In the Heat of the Night for my English class. Umm, warnings I guess for spoilers. Also, I don't own it, so don't sue me.

Sam Wood was on patrol

When he found the body

A shock like that he'd never had

Before discovering Mantoli.

He arrested Virgil Tibbs for murder

Simply 'cause he was black

But after bringing him in

They found that it was not him who attacked.

After this misunderstanding

It was discovered

That Virgil was a homicide detective

And the murderer he might uncover.

There was much protest,

But the mayor insisted

That Tibbs had to stay.

So unwillingly he was enlisted.

Much investigating was done,

People were interviewed,

Bodies were examined,

But only Virgil had a clue.

Even in the midst of sorrow,

True love can occur

When Mantoli's daughter

Believed Sam's conviction was erred.

The racist southerners were manipulated

To do what Mr. Tibbs pleased

Which was just great

When opportunity was seized.

The murderer it turned out,

Was the counterman, Ralph.

Who killed on accident, only to rob

But didn't care in the end, since he was from the south.