The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald-Done Again

[ti:The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald] [ar:Done Again] [al:The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald - Done Again (又一次乐队) [00:15.87]The legend lives on from [00:17.66]The Chippewa on down [00:19.59]Of the big lake they called 'Gitche Gumee' [00:22.79] [00:25.45]The lake it is said never gives up her dead [00:28.65]When the skies of November turn gloomy [00:32.80] [00:34.88]With a load of iron ore [00:36.87]Twenty-six thousand tons more [00:39.12]Than the Edmund Fitzgerald weighed empty [00:42.15] [00:44.55]That good ship and crew [00:46.18]Was a bone to be chewed [00:48.44]When the gales of November came early [00:52.55] [00:54.37]The ship was the pride of the American side [00:58.23]Coming back from some mill in Wisconsin [01:02.02]As the big freighters go [01:04.08]It was bigger than most [01:05.75]With a crew and good captain well seasoned [01:09.21] [01:09.81]Concluding some terms [01:11.49]With a couple of steel firms [01:13.35]When they left fully loaded for Cleveland [01:16.89] [01:17.41]And later that night when the ship's bell rang [01:21.28]Could it be the north wind they'd been feelin' [01:24.60] [01:35.15]The wind in the wires made a tattle-tale sound [01:38.89]And a wave broke over the railing [01:42.02] [01:44.71]And every man knew as the captain did too [01:48.43]T'was the witch of November come stealin' [01:52.50] [01:54.39]The dawn came late and the breakfast had to wait [01:58.01]When the Gales of November came slashin' [02:01.89]When afternoon came it was freezin' rain [02:05.76]In the face of a hurricane west wind [02:09.63] [02:25.17]When suppertime came [02:26.75]The old cook came on deck sayin' [02:29.27]Fellas it's too rough to feed ya [02:32.08] [02:34.81]At Seven P M a main [02:37.03]Hatchway caved in he said [02:38.87]Fellas it's been good t'know ya [02:42.06] [02:44.56]The captain wired in he had water comin' in [02:48.28]And the good ship and crew was in peril [02:51.70] [02:52.25]And later that night when [02:54.16]His lights went outta sight [02:55.88]Came the wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald [03:00.25] [03:19.42]Does any one know [03:20.89]Where the love of God goes [03:23.16]When the waves turn the minutes to hours [03:26.46] [03:29.03]The searches all say they'd [03:30.99]Have made Whitefish Bay [03:33.01]If they'd put fifteen more miles behind her [03:36.49] [03:38.56]They might have split up [03:40.39]Or they might have capsized; [03:42.62]May have broke deep and took water [03:46.45]And all that remains [03:47.93]Is the faces and the names [03:50.21]Of the wives and [03:51.40]The sons and the daughters [03:53.83] [04:09.94]Lake Huron rolls Superior sings [04:13.25]In the rooms of her ice-water mansion [04:16.75] [04:17.39]Old Michigan steams [04:18.94]Like a young man's dreams; [04:21.22]The islands and bays are for sportsmen [04:24.86] [04:27.05]And farther below Lake Ontario [04:30.86]Takes in what Lake Erie can send her [04:34.19] [04:34.81]And the iron boats go as [04:36.88]The mariners all know [04:38.72]With the Gales of November remembered [04:42.56] [05:17.50]In a musty old hall in Detroit they prayed [05:21.01]In the Maritime Sailors' Cathedral [05:24.49] [05:27.18]The church bell chimed till [05:29.03]It rang twenty-nine times [05:30.68]For each man on the Edmund Fitzgerald [05:34.43] [05:36.94]The legend lives on from [05:38.67]The Chippewa on down [05:40.58]Of the big lake they call 'Gitche Gumee' [05:43.94] [05:46.39]Superior they said never gives up her dead [05:50.10]When the gales of November come early