The wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald

(Rythme 3/4) (x02255) (x02200) (xx0233) (xx2233) |_ _  |_ _  |_ _ |_ _ | |_ _  |_ _  |_ _ |_ _ | |_ _ |_ _ |_ _  |_ _  | |_ _  |_ _  |_ _ |_ _ | The le-gend lives on_ from_ the Chippewa on down__ Of the big lake they called "Git-che Gu-mee"__                           The lake it is said_ ne-ver_ gives up her dead_ When the skies of No-vem-ber turn gloo-my__                             With a load of iron ore_ twenty-six thousand tons more__ Than the Ed-mund Fitzgerald_ wei-ghed emp-ty_                            That good ship and crew was__ a bone to be chewed_ When the "Gales of No-vem-ber" came early__                             The ship was the pri-ide of the Ameri-can side_ Coming back from some mill in Wis-con-sin__   As the big freigh-ters go_ it was big-ger than most_ With a crew and good cap-tain well sea-soned__         Conclu-ding_ some terms__ with a cou-ple of steel firms__ When they left ful-ly_ loa-ded for Cleve-land__   And later_  that night-ight when the ship's bell rang_ Could it be the north wind they'd been fee-lin'____       |_ _ |_ _ |_ _ |_ _ | |_ _ |_ _ |_ _ |_ _ | |_ _ |_ _ | The wind in the wires_  made a tat-tle_  -tale sound__ And a wave__ broke o-ver__ the rai-ling__                          And eve-ry man_ knew as__ the cap-tain did too__ T'was the witch of No-vem-ber come stea-lin'__                          The dawn__  came late and__ the break-fast had to wait_ When the Gales of No-vem-ber came sla-shin'__        When af-ter-noon came it was free-zin' rain_ In the face of a hur-ri-cane west wind___       |_ _  |_ _  |_ _ |_ _ | |_ _  |_ _  |_ _ |_ _ | |_ _ |_ _ |_ _  |_ _  | |_ _  |_ _  |_ _ |_ When suppertime__ came the old cook came on_ deck_ Sa-yin'_  "Fel-las it's too rough to feed ya"__                     At se-ven_ P.M. a  main hatch-way caved in'_ He said "Fellas it's been good__ to know ya"___                         The cap-tain wired in he had water_  comin' in_ And the good ship and crew was in pe-ril___       And la-ter_  that night__ when 'is lights went outta sight_ Came the wreck of the Ed-mund Fitz-ge-rald___        |_ _  |_ _  |_ _ |_ _ | |_ _  |_ _  |_ _ |_ _ | |_ _ |_ _ |_ _  |_ _  | |_ _  |_ _  |_ _ |_ _ | |_ _  |_ _  |_ _ |_ _ | Does anyone_ know_ where_ the love of God goes_ When the waves_ turn the minutes_ to hours_                           The searchers all_ say_ they'd have made_ Whitefish Bay_ If they'd put_ fifteen more miles_ behind her__                           They might have split up_ or they might have capsized_ They may have broke deep and took water__         And all that remains is the faces and the names_ Of the wives and the sons and the daughters___       |_ _  |_ _  |_ _ |_ _ | |_ _  |_ _  |_ _ |_ _ | |_ _ |_ _ |_ _  |_ _  | |_ _  |_ _  |_ _ |_ _ | |_ _  |_ _  |_ _ |_ _ | Lake Huron_ ro-olls_ Superior sings_ In the rooms_ of her_ ice-water mansion__      Old Michigan steams_  like_ a young man's_ dreams_ The islands and bays are for sportsmen__                          And farther below_ Lake_ Ontario_ Takes in_ what Lake Erie can send her_        And the iron boats go as_ the mariners all_ know_ with the Gales of Novem-ber remem_-bered___     |_ _  |_ _  |_ _ |_ _ | |_ _  |_ _  |_ _ |_ _ | |_ _ |_ _ |_ _  |_ _  | |_ _  |_ _  |_ _ |_ _ | |_ _  |_ _  |_ _ |_ _ | |_ _  |_ _  |_ _ |_ _ | |_ _ |_ _ |_ _  |_ _  | |_ _  |_ _  |_ _ |_ _ | |_ _  |_ _  |_ _ |_ _ | In a musty old_ hall_ in Detroit_ they prayed_ In the "Maritime_ Sailors'_ Cathedral"__                         The church bell__ chimed_ till it rang twenty-nine_ times_ For each man on the Edmund Fitzgerald__                          The legend lives on_ from the Chippewa on down_ Of the big lake they call_ "Gitche Gumee"__                          "Superior" they said "never_ gives up her dead_ hen the 'Gales of Novem-ber' come early!"___        |_ _  |_ _  |_ _ |_ _ | |_ _  |_ _  |_ _ |_ _ | |_ _ |_ _ |_ _  |_ _  | |_ _  |_ _  |_ _ |_ _ | |_ _  |_ _  |_ _ |_ _ | |_ _  |_ _  |_ _ |_ _ | |_ _ |_ _ |_ _  |_ _  | |_ _  |_ _  |_ _ |_ _ | |_ _  |_ _  |_ _ |_ _ |