The Wreck Of The Edmund Fitzgerald tab by Gordon Lightfoot

From: mfifer@merle.acns.nwu.edu (Matthew Fifer)
Subject: CRD: Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald - 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
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Coming back from some mill in Wisconsin
                 Em
As the big freighters go, it was bigger than most
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With a crew and good captain well seasoned
 Asus2           Em
Concluding some terms with a couple of steel firms
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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'.
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"Fellas, it's too rough to feed ya."
           Em
At Seven P.M. a main hatchway caved in', he said
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"Fellas, it's been good t'know ya"
  Asus2          Em
The captain wired in he had water comin' in
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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
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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