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Wreck Of The Edmund Fitzgerald

Gordon Lightfoot

Cifra: Principal (violão e guitarra)
tom: E (forma dos acordes no tom de D) Capotraste na 2ª casa
Capo 2nd fret 

Intro: Asus2, A11, Dsus4, D, Asus2, A11, D, Asus2 

  Asus2                    Em
The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down  
G                    D              Asus2
Of the big lake they called 'Gitche Gumee' 
The lake, it is said, never gives up her dead 
         G          D           Asus2
When the skies of November turn gloomy 
With a load of iron ore twenty-six thousand tons more 
        G           D             Asus2
Than the Edmund Fitzgerald weighed empty. 
That good ship and true was a bone to be chewed 
         G          D          Asus2
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 
And 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 
And a wave broke over the railing 
And every man knew, as the captain did too, 
T'was 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 P.M. a main hatchway caved in, he said 
Fellas, it's been good t'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 outta sight 
Came the wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald.  

Does any one know where the love of God goes 
When the waves turn the minutes to hours? 
The searches 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; 
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!
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