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By Gordon Lightfoot
November come early
they said - never
till it rang
like a young man's dreams
good to know ya
The legend lives on from
the Chippewa on down
The captain wired in
Of the big lake they
called Gitche Gumee
The islands and bays
he had water comin' in
The lake it is said
never gives up her dead
And the good ship and
When the skies
of November turn
twenty-nine
times
are for sportsmen
crew was in peril
gloomy - With a
load of iron ore
And later that night
twenty-six thousand
tons more - Than
And farther below
when his lights
the Edmund Fitzgerald
weighed empty
went outta sight
That good ship and true
was a bone
gives up her
For each man
Lake Ontario
Came the wreck of the
to be chewed
When the gales of
Edmund Fitzgerald - Does
November came early
The ship was the pride
Takes in what
anyone know where the
of the American side
Coming back from
love of God goes
some mill in Wisconsin
As the big freighters go
on the Edmund Fitzgerald
Lake Erie can send her
When the waves turn
it was bigger than most
With a crew and
the minutes to hours
good captain well-season
ed
Concluding some terms
And the iron boats go
The searchers all say
with a couple
of steel firms
they'd have made
When they left
fully-loade
d
Wreck Of The Edmund Fitzgerald
dead - when
The legend lives on
as the mariners all know
Whitefish Bay
for Cleveland
And later that night
If they'd put fifteen more
when the ship's bell rang
Could it be the
With the gales
miles behind 'er
north wind they'd
been feelin' - The
They might have split up
wind in the wires
made a tattle-tale
sound
from the Chippewa on
of November remembered
or they might have capsized
And a wave broke
over the railing
They may have broke deep
And every man knew
as the captain did
In a musty old hall
and took water
too - T'was the
witch of November
And all that remains is
come stealin' - The
dawn came late
the gales of
down - Of the big lake they
in Detroit
the faces and the names
and the breakfast
had to wait - When the
Of the wives and the
gales of November came
slashin' - When
they prayed - In the
sons and the daughters
afternoon came it
was freezin' rain
Lake Huron rolls
In the face of a
hurricane west wind
called Gitche Gumee - Superior
maritime sailors' cathedral
Superior sings
When suppertime came
the old cook
In the rooms of
came on deck
sayin' - Fellas it's too rough
The church bell chimed
her ice-water mansion
to feed ya
At seven PM - A main
Old Michigan steams
hatchway caved in
he said - Fellas it's been
