Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald Chords by Punch Brothers
Tempo:
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Chords used:
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Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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The [G] legend lives [D] on from the Chippewa on down of the big [G] lake they call [D] Gitche Gumee.
The [G] lake, it is said, never gives up her dead [D] when the skies of November turn gloomy.
With a load of iron ore 26,000 tons more than the Edmund Fitzgerald weighed empty.
That good shipping crew was a bone to be chewed when the gales of November came early.
The ship [A] was the [C] pride of the American side coming back [G] from some mill in [D] Wisconsin.
As [Am] the big freighters go [C] it was bigger than most [G] with a crew and good captain well [D] seasoned.
Concluding some [C] terms with a couple of steel firms when they left [G] fully loaded for [D] Cleveland.
[F#] And later that [C] night when the ship's bell rang could it be [G] the north wind they'd been [D] feeling?
[C] [G] [D]
[Dm] The wind in the [D] wires made a tattletale sound and a wave broke over [G] the railing.
[Dm] And every man knew [D] as the captain did too towards the witch of November [G] comes stealing.
[Dm] The dawn came late and the breakfast had to wait when the gales of [G] November came slashing.
[Dm] When afternoon came it was [G] freezing rain in the face of [C] a hurricane west [Dm] wind.
When supper time came the old cook came on deck [G] saying fellas it's too rough to feed ya.
[Dm] At 7 p.m. the [Am] main hatchway caved in he [G] said fellas it's been good to know ya.
[Dm] The captain wired in he [Em] had water [C] coming in and the good shipping crew was [Em] in peril.
And [Dm] later that night [G] when his lights went [Am] out of sight [C] came the wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald.
[Dm]
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[G] [D]
Does anyone know [G] where the love of God goes when the waves turn the minutes to [D] hours?
[Dm] The searchers all say [Am] they'd have made whitefish fay if they put [G] 15 more miles behind [D] her.
They might have [G] split up or they might have capsized they might have rolled deep into [D] water.
[G]
[D] And all that remains is the [C] faces and the names of the wives and the sons [D] and the daughters.
Lake [Dm] Huron [Am] rolls, Superior sings [G] in the ruins of her ice [D] water mansion.
Old Michigan steams [Am] like a young man's jeans [G] the islands and bays [D] are her sportsmen.
And further below Lake [C] Ontario [G] takes in what Lake Erie [D] can send her.
And the iron boats go [C] as the mariners all know it the [G] gales of November [D] remember.
In a musty old [G] hall in Detroit they prayed in the maritime sailors [D] cathedral.
The church bell chimed till it rang 29 times for each man on the Edmund Fitzgerald.
The [Gm] legend lives on from the Chippewan down of the big lake they call Gitche [N] Gumee.
Superior they said never gives up her dead when the gales of November come early.
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[G] [D]
The [G] legend lives [D] on from the Chippewa on down of the big [G] lake they call [D] Gitche Gumee.
The [G] lake, it is said, never gives up her dead [D] when the skies of November turn gloomy.
With a load of iron ore 26,000 tons more than the Edmund Fitzgerald weighed empty.
That good shipping crew was a bone to be chewed when the gales of November came early.
The ship [A] was the [C] pride of the American side coming back [G] from some mill in [D] Wisconsin.
As [Am] the big freighters go [C] it was bigger than most [G] with a crew and good captain well [D] seasoned.
Concluding some [C] terms with a couple of steel firms when they left [G] fully loaded for [D] Cleveland.
[F#] And later that [C] night when the ship's bell rang could it be [G] the north wind they'd been [D] feeling?
[C] [G] [D]
[Dm] The wind in the [D] wires made a tattletale sound and a wave broke over [G] the railing.
[Dm] And every man knew [D] as the captain did too towards the witch of November [G] comes stealing.
[Dm] The dawn came late and the breakfast had to wait when the gales of [G] November came slashing.
[Dm] When afternoon came it was [G] freezing rain in the face of [C] a hurricane west [Dm] wind.
When supper time came the old cook came on deck [G] saying fellas it's too rough to feed ya.
[Dm] At 7 p.m. the [Am] main hatchway caved in he [G] said fellas it's been good to know ya.
[Dm] The captain wired in he [Em] had water [C] coming in and the good shipping crew was [Em] in peril.
And [Dm] later that night [G] when his lights went [Am] out of sight [C] came the wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald.
[Dm]
[Am]
[G] [D]
Does anyone know [G] where the love of God goes when the waves turn the minutes to [D] hours?
[Dm] The searchers all say [Am] they'd have made whitefish fay if they put [G] 15 more miles behind [D] her.
They might have [G] split up or they might have capsized they might have rolled deep into [D] water.
[G]
[D] And all that remains is the [C] faces and the names of the wives and the sons [D] and the daughters.
Lake [Dm] Huron [Am] rolls, Superior sings [G] in the ruins of her ice [D] water mansion.
Old Michigan steams [Am] like a young man's jeans [G] the islands and bays [D] are her sportsmen.
And further below Lake [C] Ontario [G] takes in what Lake Erie [D] can send her.
And the iron boats go [C] as the mariners all know it the [G] gales of November [D] remember.
In a musty old [G] hall in Detroit they prayed in the maritime sailors [D] cathedral.
The church bell chimed till it rang 29 times for each man on the Edmund Fitzgerald.
The [Gm] legend lives on from the Chippewan down of the big lake they call Gitche [N] Gumee.
Superior they said never gives up her dead when the gales of November come early.
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The [G] legend lives [D] on from the Chippewa on down of the big [G] lake they call [D] Gitche Gumee. _
_ _ _ The [G] lake, it is said, never gives up her dead [D] when the skies of November turn gloomy. _ _ _ _
With a load of iron ore 26,000 tons more than the Edmund Fitzgerald weighed empty. _
_ _ _ That good shipping crew was a bone to be chewed when the gales of November came early. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ The ship [A] was the [C] pride of the American side coming back [G] from some mill in [D] Wisconsin. _ _ _ _ _
As [Am] the big freighters go [C] it was bigger than most [G] with a crew and good captain well [D] seasoned. _ _
_ _ _ _ Concluding some [C] terms with a couple of steel firms when they left [G] fully loaded for [D] Cleveland. _ _ _ _ _ _
[F#] And later that [C] night when the ship's bell rang could it be [G] the north wind they'd been [D] feeling? _
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[C] _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Dm] The wind in the [D] wires made a tattletale sound and a wave broke over [G] the railing.
_ [Dm] And every man knew [D] as the captain did too towards the witch of November [G] comes stealing.
_ [Dm] The dawn came late and the breakfast had to wait when the gales of [G] November came slashing.
_ [Dm] When afternoon came it was [G] freezing rain in the face of [C] a hurricane west [Dm] wind. _ _ _ _
When supper time came the old cook came on deck [G] saying fellas it's too rough to feed ya. _
[Dm] At 7 p.m. the [Am] main hatchway caved in he [G] said fellas it's been good to know ya. _
[Dm] The captain wired in he [Em] had water [C] coming in and the good shipping crew was [Em] in peril. _
And [Dm] later that night [G] when his lights went [Am] out of sight [C] came the wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald.
[Dm] _ _
_ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Does anyone know [G] where the love of God goes when the waves turn the minutes to [D] hours? _ _ _ _
[Dm] The searchers all say [Am] they'd have made whitefish fay if they put [G] 15 more miles behind [D] her. _
_ _ _ They might have [G] split up or they might have capsized they might have rolled deep into [D] water.
_ _ [G] _ _ _
[D] And all that remains is the [C] faces and the names of the wives and the sons [D] and the _ daughters.
_ _ _ Lake [Dm] Huron [Am] rolls, Superior sings [G] in the ruins of her ice [D] water mansion. _ _ _ _ _
Old Michigan steams [Am] like a young man's jeans [G] the islands and bays [D] are her _ sportsmen.
_ _ _ And further below Lake [C] Ontario [G] takes in what Lake Erie [D] can send her. _ _ _
And the iron boats go [C] as the mariners all know it the [G] gales of November [D] remember. _ _
_ _ _ In a musty old [G] hall in Detroit they prayed in the maritime sailors [D] cathedral. _ _ _ _ _ _
The church bell chimed till it rang 29 times for each man on the Edmund _ Fitzgerald. _
_ _ _ _ The [Gm] legend lives on from the Chippewan down of the big lake they call Gitche [N] Gumee. _ _ _ _
_ _ Superior they said never gives up her dead when the gales of November come early.
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The [G] legend lives [D] on from the Chippewa on down of the big [G] lake they call [D] Gitche Gumee. _
_ _ _ The [G] lake, it is said, never gives up her dead [D] when the skies of November turn gloomy. _ _ _ _
With a load of iron ore 26,000 tons more than the Edmund Fitzgerald weighed empty. _
_ _ _ That good shipping crew was a bone to be chewed when the gales of November came early. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ The ship [A] was the [C] pride of the American side coming back [G] from some mill in [D] Wisconsin. _ _ _ _ _
As [Am] the big freighters go [C] it was bigger than most [G] with a crew and good captain well [D] seasoned. _ _
_ _ _ _ Concluding some [C] terms with a couple of steel firms when they left [G] fully loaded for [D] Cleveland. _ _ _ _ _ _
[F#] And later that [C] night when the ship's bell rang could it be [G] the north wind they'd been [D] feeling? _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Dm] The wind in the [D] wires made a tattletale sound and a wave broke over [G] the railing.
_ [Dm] And every man knew [D] as the captain did too towards the witch of November [G] comes stealing.
_ [Dm] The dawn came late and the breakfast had to wait when the gales of [G] November came slashing.
_ [Dm] When afternoon came it was [G] freezing rain in the face of [C] a hurricane west [Dm] wind. _ _ _ _
When supper time came the old cook came on deck [G] saying fellas it's too rough to feed ya. _
[Dm] At 7 p.m. the [Am] main hatchway caved in he [G] said fellas it's been good to know ya. _
[Dm] The captain wired in he [Em] had water [C] coming in and the good shipping crew was [Em] in peril. _
And [Dm] later that night [G] when his lights went [Am] out of sight [C] came the wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald.
[Dm] _ _
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_ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Does anyone know [G] where the love of God goes when the waves turn the minutes to [D] hours? _ _ _ _
[Dm] The searchers all say [Am] they'd have made whitefish fay if they put [G] 15 more miles behind [D] her. _
_ _ _ They might have [G] split up or they might have capsized they might have rolled deep into [D] water.
_ _ [G] _ _ _
[D] And all that remains is the [C] faces and the names of the wives and the sons [D] and the _ daughters.
_ _ _ Lake [Dm] Huron [Am] rolls, Superior sings [G] in the ruins of her ice [D] water mansion. _ _ _ _ _
Old Michigan steams [Am] like a young man's jeans [G] the islands and bays [D] are her _ sportsmen.
_ _ _ And further below Lake [C] Ontario [G] takes in what Lake Erie [D] can send her. _ _ _
And the iron boats go [C] as the mariners all know it the [G] gales of November [D] remember. _ _
_ _ _ In a musty old [G] hall in Detroit they prayed in the maritime sailors [D] cathedral. _ _ _ _ _ _
The church bell chimed till it rang 29 times for each man on the Edmund _ Fitzgerald. _
_ _ _ _ The [Gm] legend lives on from the Chippewan down of the big lake they call Gitche [N] Gumee. _ _ _ _
_ _ Superior they said never gives up her dead when the gales of November come early.
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