《The Wreck Of The Edmund Fitzgerald》歌词

[00:00:01] Wreck Of The Edmund Fitzgerald (LP Version) - Gordon Lightfoot

[00:00:19] The legend lives on from

[00:00:20] The Chippewa on down

[00:00:22] Of the big lake they called 'Gitche Gumee'

[00:00:28] The lake it is said never gives up her dead

[00:00:31] When the skies of November turn gloomy

[00:00:38] With a load of iron ore

[00:00:39] Twenty-six thousand tons more

[00:00:41] Than the Edmund Fitzgerald weighed empty

[00:00:47] That good ship and crew

[00:00:49] Was a bone to be chewed

[00:00:51] When the gales of November came early

[00:00:57] The ship was the pride of the American side

[00:01:00] Coming back from some mill in Wisconsin

[00:01:05] As the big freighters go

[00:01:06] It was bigger than most

[00:01:08] With a crew and good captain well seasoned

[00:01:12] Concluding some terms

[00:01:14] With a couple of steel firms

[00:01:16] When they left fully loaded for Cleveland

[00:01:20] And later that night when the ship's bell rang

[00:01:24] Could it be the north wind they'd been feelin'

[00:01:38] The wind in the wires made a tattle-tale sound

[00:01:41] And a wave broke over the railing

[00:01:48] And every man knew as the captain did too

[00:01:51] T'was the witch of November come stealin'

[00:01:57] The dawn came late and the breakfast had to wait

[00:02:01] When the Gales of November came slashin'

[00:02:05] When afternoon came it was freezin' rain

[00:02:09] In the face of a hurricane west wind

[00:02:28] When suppertime came

[00:02:30] The old cook came on deck sayin'

[00:02:33] Fellas it's too rough to feed ya

[00:02:38] At Seven P M a main

[00:02:40] Hatchway caved in he said

[00:02:42] Fellas it's been good t'know ya

[00:02:48] The captain wired in he had water comin' in

[00:02:51] And the good ship and crew was in peril

[00:02:55] And later that night when

[00:02:57] His lights went outta sight

[00:02:59] Came the wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald

[00:03:22] Does any one know

[00:03:24] Where the love of God goes

[00:03:26] When the waves turn the minutes to hours

[00:03:32] The searches all say they'd

[00:03:34] Have made Whitefish Bay

[00:03:36] If they'd put fifteen more miles behind her

[00:03:42] They might have split up

[00:03:43] Or they might have capsized;

[00:03:45] May have broke deep and took water

[00:03:49] And all that remains

[00:03:51] Is the faces and the names

[00:03:53] Of the wives and

[00:03:54] The sons and the daughters

[00:04:13] Lake Huron rolls Superior sings

[00:04:16] In the rooms of her ice-water mansion

[00:04:20] Old Michigan steams

[00:04:22] Like a young man's dreams;

[00:04:24] The islands and bays are for sportsmen

[00:04:30] And farther below Lake Ontario

[00:04:34] Takes in what Lake Erie can send her

[00:04:38] And the iron boats go as

[00:04:39] The mariners all know

[00:04:41] With the Gales of November remembered

[00:05:21] In a musty old hall in Detroit they prayed

[00:05:24] In the Maritime Sailors' Cathedral

[00:05:31] The church bell chimed till

[00:05:32] It rang twenty-nine times

[00:05:34] For each man on the Edmund Fitzgerald

[00:05:40] The legend lives on from

[00:05:42] The Chippewa on down

[00:05:44] Of the big lake they call 'Gitche Gumee'

[00:05:50] Superior they said never gives up her dead

[00:05:53] When the gales of November come early