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The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald (7" edit)
The Dandy Warhols
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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 are gloomy
A load of iron ore twenty-six thousand tons more
The Edmund Fitzgerald weighed empty
The good ship and crew was about to be chewed
When the gales of November came early
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The ship was the pride of the American side
Coming back from the mill in Wisconsin
Coming thirty-eight to a ton with a couple of steel berths
Which left fully loaded for Cleveland
And later that night when the lights went out sight
Could it be the north wind that made men fear?
At 7 P.M. the old cook came on deck
Saying fellas this here rum's a big jug
With the gas just pouring in he had water coming in
He said fellas it's been good to know you
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Laying here on the floor is a superior scene
In the moonlight's wide mansion
Old Michigan seemed like the American dream
With islands and bays off Wisconsin
And probably most they have kept
That is what the hear me men said now
But the tired folk know as the mariners all know
With the gales of November we meant mine
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