Gordon Lightfoot - The wreck of the edmund fitzgerald
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The Wreck Of The Edmund Fitzgerald - Gordon Lightfoot
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rFkyDB2InTs
Capo 2 for original.
Intro:
Am /\/G7 C // // G/ F/ Em Am, x 2
V1
The legend lives on G7from Amthe EmChippewa on down,
Of the Cbig lake they Dmcalled CGitG7che CGuAmmee.Em Am Em Am
The lake it is said G7ne-Amver Emgives up her dead,
When the Gskies of NoFvember turn CglooAmmy. Em Am Em Am
V2
With a load of iron ore G7twenty-Amsix Emthousand tons more,
Than the GEdmund FitzFgerald weighed CempAmty. Em Am
That good ship and crew G7wasAm a Embone to be chewed,
When the Ggales of NoFvember came CearAmly. Em Am Em Am
V3
The ship was the pride G7of Amthe A-Emmerican side,
G F C Am /
Coming back from some mill in Wisconsin.
As the big freighters go G7it Amwas Embigger than most,
G F C Am /
With a crew and good captain well seasoned.
V4
Concluding some terms G7withAm a Emcouple of steel firms,
G F C Am /
When they left fully loaded for Cleveland.
Then later that night G7when Amthe Emships bell rang,
Could it Gbe the North Fwind they'd been CfeeAmlin?
Interlude
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V5
The wind in the wires G7madeAm a Emtattle-tale sound,
And a Gwave, broke Fover the CraiAmling. Em Am
And every man knew G7as Amthe Emcaptain did too,
Twas the Gwitch of NoFvember come CsteaAmlin.
V6
The dawn came late G7and Amthe Embreakfast had to wait,
When the Ggales of NoFvember came CslashAming.
When afternoon came G7it Amwas Emfreezing rain,
In the Gface of a Fhurricane Cwest Amwind.
Interlude
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V7
When suppertime came G7the Amold Emcook came on deck,
Saying GFellas, it's Ftoo rough, to Cfeed Amya.
At seven P.M. G7a Ammain Emhatchway caved in,
He said GFellas, it's Fbeen good to Cknow Amya.
V8
The captain wired in G7he Amhad Emwater coming in,
And the Ggood ship and Fcrew was Cin peAmril.
And later that nigh G7when Amhis Emlights went outta sight,
Came the Gwreck, of the FEdmund FitzCgerAmald.
Interlude
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V9
Does any one know G7where Amthe Emlove of God goes,
When the Gwaves turn the Fminutes, Cto hoAmurs.
The searchers all say G7they'd Amhave Emmade Whitefish Bay,
If they'd Gput fifteen Fmore miles beChind Amher.
V10
They may have split up G7or Amthey Emmight have capsized,
They Gmay have broke dFeep and took CwaAmter.
And all that remains G7is Amthe Emfaces and the names,
Of the Gwives and the Fsons and the CdaughAmters.
Interlude:
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V11:
Lake Huron rolls G7Su-Amper-Emior sings,
In the Grooms of her Ficewater CmanAmsion.
Old Michigan steams G7like Am a Emyoung man’s dreams,
The Gislands and Fbays are for CsportsAmmen.
V12:
And farther below-G7ow Amlake EmOntario,
Takes Gin what Lake FErie can Csend Amher,
And the iron boats G7go Amas the Emmariners all know,
With the Ggales of NoFvember reCmemAmbered.
Interlude:
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V13:
In a musty old hall, G7in AmDetEmroit they prayed,
In the Gmaritime Fsailors caCtheAmdral. Am Em
The church bell chimed G7till Amit Emrang twenty-nine times,
For each Gman on the FEdmund FitzCgerAmald.
V14:
The legend lives on, G7from Amthe EmChippewa on down,
Of the Gbig lake they Fcall gitche CguAmmee.
Superior they said, G7never Amgives Emup her dead,
When the Ggales of NoFvember come CearAmly.
Outro:
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