The Wreck Of The Edmund Fitzgerald chords by Gordon Lightfoot

THE FULL, CORRECT "WRECK OF THE EDMUND FITZGERALD" BY GORDON LIGHTFOOT

(originally posted by Brian Ross, then messed and fixed by Matthew Fifer)
I just took this excellent work and expanded chords over all the verses.

Note:  Use a capo on the second fret to play with the record.

Intro: Asus2  A11  Dsus4  D
       Asus2  A11  D  Asus2

Verses1:
    Asus2                    Em
The 🏷Legend lives on from the chippewa on down of the
G             D              Asus2
Big lake they called "Gitche Gumee"
                             Em
The lake, it is said, never gives up her dead
         G          D           Asus2
When the skies of November turn gloomy
       Asus2                       Em
With a load of iron ore twenty-six thousand tons more
         G      D                  Asus2
Than the Edmund Fitzgerald weighed empty.
                              Em
That good ship and true was a bone to be chewed
          G         D             Asus2
When the "Gales of November" came early.

Bridge: Asus2  A11  Dsus4  D
       Asus2  A11  D  Asus2

Verses2:
    Asus2                     Em
The ship was the pride of the American side
G                     D       Asus2
Coming back from some mill in Wisconsin
                                 Em
As the big freighters go, it was bigger than most
       G             D            Asus2
With a crew and good captain well seasoned
  Asus2                      Em
Concluding some terms with a couple of steel firms
          G          D          Asus2
When they left fully loaded for Cleveland
                              Em
And later that night when the ship's bell rang
         G            D                Asus2
Could it be the north wind they'd been feelin'?


Bridge: Asus2  A11  Dsus4  D
       Asus2  A11  D  Asus2

Verses3:
    Asus2                    Em
The wind in the wires made a tattle-tale sound
      G          D        Asus2
And a wave broke over the railing
                           Em
And every man knew, as the captain did too,
          G        D             Asus2
T'was the witch of November come stealin'.
    Asus2                  Em
The dawn came late and the breakfast had to wait
         G        D             Asus2
When the Gales of November came slashin'.
                           Em
When afternoon came it was freezin' rain
       G         D         Asus2
In the face of a hurricane west wind.


Bridge: Asus2  A11  Dsus4  D
       Asus2  A11  D  Asus2

Verses4:
     Asus2                    Em
When suppertime came, the old cook came on deck sayin'.
G             D            Asus2
"Fellas, it's too rough to feed ya."
                     Em
At Seven P.M. a main hatchway caved in', he said
G             D           Asus2
"Fellas, it's been good t'know ya"
    Asus2                   Em
The captain wired in he had water comin' in
        G             D           Asus2
And the good ship and crew was in peril.
                              Em
And later that night when 'is lights went outta sight
         G            D      Asus2
Came the wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald.


Bridge: Asus2  A11  Dsus4  D
       Asus2  A11  D  Asus2

Verses5:
     Asus2                 Em
Does anyone know where the love of God goes
         G              D          Asus2
When the waves turn the minutes to hours?
                                  Em
The searchers all say they'd have made Whitefish Bay
          G           D            Asus2
If they'd put fifteen more miles behind her.
     Asus2                       Em
They might have split up or they might have capsized;
     G              D             Asus2
They May have broke deep and took water.
                            Em
And all that remains is the faces and the names
       G             D            Asus2
Of the wives and the sons and the daughters.


Bridge: Asus2  A11  Dsus4  D
       Asus2  A11  D  Asus2

Verses6:
     Asus2                 Em
Lake Huron rolls, Superior sings
       G             D        Asus2
In the rooms of her ice-water mansion.
                           Em
Old Michigan steams like a young man's dreams;
      G         D           Asus2
The islands and bays are for sportsmen.
    Asus2              Em
And farther below Lake Ontario
      G             D       Asus2
Takes in what Lake Erie can send her,
                             Em
And the iron boats go as the mariners all know
         G        D           Asus2
With the Gales of November remembered.


Bridge: Asus2  A11  Dsus4  D
       Asus2  A11  D  Asus2

Verses7:
     Asus2             Em
In a musty old hall in Detroit they prayed,
        G        D           Asus2
In the "Maritime Sailors' Cathedral."
                                    Em
The church bell chimed till it rang twenty-nine times
         G          D           Asus2
For each man on the Edmund Fitzgerald.
    Asus2                    Em
The 🏷Legend lives on from the Chippewa on down
       G             D              Asus2
Of the big lake they call "Gitche Gumee".
                              Em
"Superior", they said, "never gives up her dead
          G          D            Asus2
When the 'Gales of November' come early!"


Outro: Asus2  A11  Dsus4  D
       Asus2  A11  D  Asus2 A