The Wreck

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The Dandy Warhols - Pop, Post-Rock

The Wreck

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The legend lives on, from the Chippewa on down Of the big lake they called Gitchee Gumee The lake, it is said, never gives up her dead When the skies of November are gloomy A load of iron ore, 26,000 tons more The Edmund Fitzgerald weighed empty 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 Concluding some terms with a couple of steel firms When she left fully loaded for Cleveland And later that night, when the lights went out of sight Could it be the north wind they'd been feeling? At seven P.M., the old cook came on deck Saying, "Fellas, it's too rough to feed you" When the captain wired in, he had water coming in He said, "Fellas, it's been good to know you" Lake Huron rolls, Superior sings In the rooms of her ice water mansions Old Michigan steams like a young man's dream The islands and bays are for sportsmen And farther below Lake Ontario Takes in what Lake Erie can send her But the iron boats go as the mariners all know With the gales of November remembered

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  • Gordon Lightfoot