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Edmund Fitzgerald
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Edmund Fitzgerald The Edmund Fitzgerald sank November 10th 1975 Lightfoot made a tragedy famous when he sang a song about it... It's worth a listen no matter your age... Here's the words to that song. "The Wreck Of The Edmund Fitzgerald" The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down Of the big lake they call Gitche Gumee The lake, it is said, never gives up her dead When the skies of November turn gloomy With a load of iron ore twenty-six thousand tons more Than the Edmund Fitzgerald weighed empty [Former version:] That good ship and true was a bone to be chewed [Latter version:] That good ship and crew was a bone to be chewed When the gales of November came early The ship was the pride of the American side Coming back from some mill in Wisconsin As the big freighters go, it was bigger than most With a crew and good captain well seasoned Concluding some terms with a couple of steel firms When they left fully loaded for Cleveland Then later that night when the ship's bell rang Could it be the north wind they'd been feelin'? The wind in the wires made a tattle-tale sound When the wave broke over the railing And every man knew, as the captain did too 'Twas the witch of November come stealin' The dawn came late and the breakfast had to wait When the gales of November came slashin' When afternoon came it was freezing rain In the face of a hurricane west wind When suppertime came, the old cook came on deck Saying, "Fellas, it's too rough to feed ya." [Former version:] At seven PM a main hatchway caved in [Latter version:] At seven PM it grew dark, it was then He said, "Fellas, it's been good to know ya." The captain wired in he had water comin' in And the good ship and crew was in peril And later that night when his lights went out of sight Came the wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald 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 rolls, 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 November remembered [Former version:] In a musty old hall in Detroit they prayed [Latter version:] In a rustic old hall in Detroit they prayed In the Maritime Sailors' Cathedral The church bell chimed 'til 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 When the gales of November come early |
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12/29/2017 2:25 am |
Great singer... Great story... Hope you had a grrrrrrrrreat Christmas 
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11/11/2017 6:23 am |
There's hundreds of thousands of shipwrecks in the great lakes. There deep and the weather can turn on a dime. I wonder why this one got so much press?
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11/10/2017 4:23 pm |
Self, I had forgotten the date but recall the story. There's a scale model over in MI at the museum. -Or was I on the Canadian side when I saw it? In any case, a major part of maritime history. Lightfoot was quite gifted in his style. Miss such artists their songs. Thanks for the post. 
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Self, I had forgotten the date but recall the story. There's a scale model over in MI at the museum. -Or was I on the Canadian side when I saw it? In any case, a major part of maritime history. Lightfoot was quite gifted in his style. Miss such artists their songs. Thanks for the post. You're invited to  CorPlay anytime. Kinky-ish coffee or before bed time fun in favorite chat rooms. Life is too short not to laugh!  Peace, light, love 
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