Gordon Lightfoot The Wreck Of The Edmund Fitzgerald (1979)
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 twentysix thousand tons more Than the Edmund Fitzgerald weighed empty Former version: That good ship and true was a bone to be chewed Latter version: 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 Wi
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