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"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
 
This album has a Thanksgiving feel to it. I found it in a bargain bin for only 5 dollars.

Roger McGuinn - Time Cube


Bag Full of Money - This has a Hee-Haw feel to it as well.

 
Hello there.
I don't identify myself to the lyrics at the moment. But i felt that the energy of the song was really "HIGH".
I found some covers, IYW, but, the original is really powerful, IMO.
Peace to you all. See you. :D
 
Quoting Kid Koala, "This song is for all the moms out there". In the memory of her mother listening to the song (via a movie). :D
 
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I have been listening to the tune played at the end of the movie "Gravity".

If I remember correctly, the main character was depressive due to the death of her daughter, and in the end of the movie was facing possible death while coming down to earth from the orbit.


Spoilers.....


She eventually survives, although the capsule falls into water with her almost drowning. She struggles to the surface and to the shore, having a newfound "meaning" and appreciation of life. The below tune summarizes and portrays her experiences well, melancholic at the start but ending in an uplifting note. Somehow very inspiring!

I was tearing up when I listened to the song: I thought about all kinds of struggles that people have in their lives and the possibility of managing them and finding meaning.


 
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