Wreck Of The Edmund Fitzgerald Chords by Tony Rice

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Now the legend lives on from the Chippewa
On the [Eb] big lake they call Gitche Gumee
[F] _ The lake it [Bb] is said never gives up the dead
When the [Eb] skies of November turn gloomy
_ With a load of [Bb] iron ore 26,000 [Ab] tons more
Than the Edmund [Bb] Fitzgerald weighed empty _
That good shipmen true was a bone to be chewed
When [Eb] the gales of November [Bb] came early
_ The ship was the pride of the American side
Coming [Eb] back from a mill in Wisconsin
_ _ As the big [Bb] freighters go it was bigger than most
With a crew and good captain well seasoned _
_ Concluding some terms with a couple of steel firms
[Eb] When they left fully loaded [Bb] for Cleveland
_ _ [F] And later that night when the ship's bell rang
[Eb] Could it be the north wind [Bb] they'd been feeling?
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_ The wind and the wires made a tattle-tale sound
[Eb] And a wave broke over [Bb] the railing
_ And every man knew as the captain did too
T'was [Eb] the witch of November come [Bb] stealing
_ _ [F] The dawn [Bb] came late and the breakfast had to wait
When the gales of November come slashing _
_ When afternoon came it was freezing [Ab] rain
In the face of a [Bb] hurricane west wind
When supper time came the old cook come on deck
[Eb] Saying fellas it's too [Bb] rough to feed ya
[F] _ At seven p [Bb].m. the main hatchway caved in
He said [Eb] fellas it's been good to [Bb] know ya _
_ The captain wired in he had water coming [Ab] in
And the good ship and crew [Bb] was in peril
_ [F] _ And later that [Bb] night when the slights went out of sight
Came the wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald _ _ _
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_ Does anyone know where the love of God goes
[Eb] When the waves turn the minutes [Bb] to hours?
[F] _ The searchers all [Bb] say they'd have made Whitefish Bay
If [Eb] they'd put fifteen more miles [Bb] behind her
_ [F] _ They might [Ab] have split up or they might have capsized
They might have broke [Bb] deep and took water _
_ And all that remains is the faces and the [Eb] names
Of the wives and the sons [Bb] and the daughters
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_ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ Lake Heron [Eb] Row, Superior sings
In the rooms of her ice [Bb] water mansion _
Old Michigan steams like a young man's dreams
[Eb] The islands and bays are [Bb] for sportsmen
_ _ Farther below Lake [Ab] Ontario
Takes [Eb] in what Lake Erie can [Bb] send her
_ And the iron [Bb] boats go as the mariners [Eb] all know
With the gales of November, [Bbm] remember _ _
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In a musty old hall in Detroit
[Ab] They prayed in the Maritime [F] Sailors' Cathedral
_ [Bb] The church bell it chimed, it rang twenty-nine [Ab] times
For each man on the Edmund [Bb] Fitzgerald
_ _ The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down
Of the [Eb] big lake they call Gitche Gumee
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Superior, [Bb] they said, never gives up the dead
When the skies of November come early
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