The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald-Gordon Lightfoot

[ti:The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald(live版)] [ar:Gordon Lightfoot] [al:All Live] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald (Live) - Gordon Lightfoot [00:18.21]The legend lives on from the chippewa on down [00:21.67]Of the big lake they called gitche gumee [00:24.05] [00:27.45]The lake it is said never gives up her dead [00:30.63]When the skies of november turn gloomy [00:33.63] [00:36.70]With a load of iron ore twenty-six thousand tons more [00:40.32]Than the edmund fitzgerald weighed empty [00:43.00] [00:46.02]That good ship and true was a bone to be chewed [00:49.41]When the gales of november came early [00:53.05] [00:55.72]The ship was the pride of the american side [00:58.91]Coming back from some mill in wisconsin [01:02.14] [01:03.03]As the big freighters go it was bigger than most [01:06.20] [01:06.82]With a crew and good captain well seasoned [01:10.02] [01:10.63]Concluding some terms with a couple of steel firms [01:14.45]When they left fully loaded for cleveland [01:17.31] [01:18.18]And later that night when the ships bell rang [01:21.99]Could it be the north wind theyd been feelin [01:25.14] [01:35.44]The wind in the wires made a tattle-tale sound [01:38.95]And a wave broke over the railing [01:42.14] [01:45.10]And every man knew as the captain did too [01:48.54]Twas the witch of november come stealin [01:51.84] [01:54.61]The dawn came late and the breakfast had to wait [01:57.94]When the gales of november came slashin [02:01.47] [02:02.20]When afternoon came it was freezin rain [02:04.87] [02:05.88]In the face of a hurricane west wind [02:08.77] [02:24.64]When suppertime came [02:26.24]The old cook came on deck sayin [02:28.56]Fellas its too rough to feed ya [02:31.15] [02:34.11]At seven p m a main hatchway caved in he said [02:38.15]Fellas its been good to know ya [02:41.36] [02:43.87]The captain wired in he had water coming in [02:46.98]And the good ship and crew was in peril [02:50.39] [02:51.11]And later that night when his lights went outta sight [02:54.96]Came the wreck of the edmund fitzgerald [02:58.19] [03:17.86]Does any one know where the love of God goes [03:21.45]When the waves turn the minutes to hours [03:24.53] [03:27.47]The searches all say theyd have made whitefish bay [03:30.87]If theyd put fifteen more miles behind her [03:34.68] [03:37.04]They might have split up or they might have capsized; [03:40.65]May have broke deep and took water [03:43.60] [03:44.64]And all that remains is the faces and the names [03:48.02]Of the wives and the sons and the daughters [03:51.46] [04:07.39]Lake huron rolls superior sings [04:10.49] [04:11.11]In the rooms of her ice-water mansion [04:13.82] [04:14.65]Old michigan steams like a young mans dreams; [04:18.45]The islands and bays are for sportsmen [04:21.62] [04:24.55]And farther below lake ontario [04:28.10]Takes in what lake erie can send her [04:30.95] [04:31.85]And the iron boats go as the mariners all know [04:35.67]With the gales of november remembered [04:39.00] [05:14.03]In a musty old hall in detroit they prayed [05:17.53]In the maritime sailors cathedral [05:20.55] [05:23.67]The church bell chimed till it rang twenty-nine times [05:27.00]For each man on the edmund fitzgerald [05:30.55] [05:33.26]The legend lives on from the chippewa on down [05:36.64]Of the big lake they call gitche gumee [05:39.69] [05:42.71]Superior they said never gives up her dead [05:46.02]When the gales of november come early