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@rokhamrr See my homepage for playlists. Lyrics, Notes and Credits courtesy of @SouthernRocker Track 2 from his eleventh album "Summertime Dream" released in 1976
"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
That good ship and true was a bone to be chewed
When the gales of November came early
The ship was the pride of the American side
Comin' 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 railin'
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 freezin' rain In the face of a hurricane west wind
When suppertime came, the old cook came on deck
Sayin', "Fellas, it's too rough to feed ya"
At seven PM a main hatchway caved in He said, "Fellas, it's been good to know yas"
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 outta 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
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
When the gales of November come early [end]
Track 2 from his eleventh album
"Summertime Dream" released in 1976 copyright Reprise Records. It was recorded at Eastern Sound Studios in Toronto and was his last album to reach the Top Twenty on the Billboard chart, coming in at No. 12. The single "The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald" was an instant classic and is arguably his best song. It's a sweeping epic that tells the story of a nautical tragedy that occurred only the year before on Gord's beloved Great Lakes, Superior to be specific. The lyrics are concise and perfect and the haunting rising and falling bends in the melody of the lead guitar give the feeling of a ship that's bobbing up and down on rough seas. The Edmund Fitzgerald encountered a November gale that grew into a storm with near hurricane-force winds and produced waves up to thirty-five feet high. The ship was overcome somehow, possibly by taking on water or a structural failure that led to its sinking. The wreckage was later found at a depth of five hundred and thirty feet, completely split into two. Twenty-nine brave sailors lost their lives and were never found RIP, and it was the largest vessel ever lost on the Great Lakes. Thebell at Mariner's Church in Detroit rings twenty-nine times every year on November 10th as a memorial tribute. This year, with Gordon Lightfoot's death on May 1st, the bell was rung thirty times the following day. The rest of the album has a significant country influence and excellent writing and production. It received excellent reviews and reached No. 63 in Australia, No. 12 in the U.S. and No. 1 in Canada. Recorded from the original vinyl. Written by Gordon Lightfoot and produced by Lenny Waronker & Gordon Lightfoot. RIP Jim Gordon & Gordon Lightfoot. Featuring: Gordon Lightfoot - Lead vocals, six & twelve-string acoustic guitars & background vocals Special Guests:
Terry Clements - Lead, rhythm & acoustic guitar
Pee Wee Charles - Pedal Steel Guitar
Gene Martynec - Moog Synthesizer
Rick Haynes - Bass
Barry Keane - Drums & Percussion