The Wreck Of The Edmund Fitzgerald-Gordon Lightfoot

[ti:Wreck Of The Edmund Fitzgerald (LP Version)] [ar:Gordon Lightfoot] [al:Gord's Gold Volume II] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]The Wreck Of The Edmund Fitzgerald - Gordon Lightfoot [00:19.20]The legend lives on from [00:20.71]The Chippewa on down [00:22.44]Of the big lake they called 'Gitche Gumee' [00:25.44] [00:28.68]The lake it is said never gives up her dead [00:31.65]When the skies of November turn gloomy [00:35.16] [00:38.09]With a load of iron ore [00:39.53]Twenty-six thousand tons more [00:41.81]Than the Edmund Fitzgerald weighed empty [00:44.75] [00:47.71]That good ship and crew [00:49.17]Was a bone to be chewed [00:51.14]When the gales of November came early [00:54.86] [00:57.54]The ship was the pride of the American side [01:00.45] [01:00.97]Coming back from some mill in Wisconsin [01:04.19] [01:05.05]As the big freighters go [01:06.49]It was bigger than most [01:08.81]With a crew and good captain well seasoned [01:12.05] [01:12.80]Concluding some terms [01:14.35]With a couple of steel firms [01:16.20]When they left fully loaded for Cleveland [01:19.15] [01:20.49]And later that night when the ship's bell rang [01:24.17]Could it be the north wind they'd been feelin' [01:27.86] [01:38.49]The wind in the wires made a tattle-tale sound [01:41.99]And a wave broke over the railing [01:45.03] [01:48.28]And every man knew as the captain did too [01:51.63]T'was the witch of November come stealin' [01:54.99] [01:57.91]The dawn came late and the breakfast had to wait [02:01.24]When the Gales of November came slashin' [02:04.40] [02:05.65]When afternoon came it was freezin' rain [02:08.17] [02:09.13]In the face of a hurricane west wind [02:12.02] [02:28.99]When suppertime came [02:30.49]The old cook came on deck sayin' [02:33.01]Fellas it's too rough to feed ya [02:35.40] [02:38.56]At Seven P M a main [02:40.55]Hatchway caved in he said [02:42.47]Fellas it's been good t'know ya [02:45.74] [02:48.37]The captain wired in he had water comin' in [02:51.29]And the good ship and crew was in peril [02:54.89] [02:55.70]And later that night when [02:57.36]His lights went outta sight [02:59.19]Came the wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald [03:02.73] [03:22.98]Does any one know [03:24.30]Where the love of God goes [03:26.34]When the waves turn the minutes to hours [03:29.74] [03:32.62]The searches all say they'd [03:34.31]Have made Whitefish Bay [03:36.12]If they'd put fifteen more miles behind her [03:39.67] [03:42.31]They might have split up [03:43.63]Or they might have capsized; [03:45.66]May have broke deep and took water [03:48.90] [03:49.93]And all that remains [03:51.03]Is the faces and the names [03:53.04]Of the wives and [03:54.27]The sons and the daughters [03:56.47] [04:13.33]Lake Huron rolls Superior sings [04:16.21] [04:16.85]In the rooms of her ice-water mansion [04:19.96] [04:20.85]Old Michigan steams [04:22.23]Like a young man's dreams; [04:24.32]The islands and bays are for sportsmen [04:27.61] [04:30.66]And farther below Lake Ontario [04:32.98] [04:34.28]Takes in what Lake Erie can send her [04:37.15] [04:38.37]And the iron boats go as [04:39.88]The mariners all know [04:41.86]With the Gales of November remembered [04:45.19] [05:21.57]In a musty old hall in Detroit they prayed [05:24.95]In the Maritime Sailors' Cathedral [05:28.18] [05:31.30]The church bell chimed till [05:32.95]It rang twenty-nine times [05:34.41]For each man on the Edmund Fitzgerald [05:38.15] [05:40.97]The legend lives on from [05:42.29]The Chippewa on down [05:44.01]Of the big lake they call 'Gitche Gumee' [05:47.00] [05:50.34]Superior they said never gives up her dead [05:53.53]When the gales of November come early