《The Wreck Of The Edmund Fitzgerald(1988 Version)》歌词

[00:00:00] The Wreck Of The Edmund Fitzgerald (1988 Version) - Gordon Lightfoot

[00:00:15] The legend lives on from

[00:00:17] The Chippewa on down

[00:00:18] Of the big lake they called Gitche Gumee

[00:00:24] The lake it is said

[00:00:26] Never gives up her dead

[00:00:27] When the skies of November turn gloomy

[00:00:33] With a load of iron ore

[00:00:35] Twenty-six thousand tons more

[00:00:37] Than the Edmund Fitzgerald weighed empty

[00:00:43] That good ship and true was

[00:00:44] A bone to be chewed

[00:00:46] When the gales of November came early

[00:00:52] The ship was the pride of the American side

[00:00:55] Coming back from some mill in Wisconsin

[00:00:59] As the big freighters go

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

[00:01:03] With a crew and good captain well seasoned

[00:01:07] Concluding some terms with

[00:01:08] A couple steel firms

[00:01:10] When they left fully loaded for Cleveland

[00:01:14] And later that night when the ship's bell rang

[00:01:18] Could it be the north wind

[00:01:19] They'd been feelin'

[00:01:31] The wind in the wires

[00:01:33] Made the tattle tale sound

[00:01:35] And the wave broke over the railing

[00:01:41] And every man knew

[00:01:42] As the captain did too

[00:01:44] T'was the witch of November come stealin'

[00:01:50] The dawn came late and

[00:01:52] The breakfast had to wait

[00:01:53] When the gales of November came slashin'

[00:01:57] When afternoon came

[00:01:59] It was freezin' rain

[00:02:01] In the face of a hurricane west wind

[00:02:20] When supper time came

[00:02:21] The old cook came on deck sayin'

[00:02:24] Fellas it's too rough to feed ya

[00:02:29] At 7 P M a main hatchway caved in he said

[00:02:33] Fellas it's been good to know ya

[00:02:38] The captain wired in he had water comin' in

[00:02:41] And the good ship and crew was in peril

[00:02:45] And later that night when

[00:02:47] His lights went out of sight

[00:02:49] Came the wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald

[00:03:12] Does any one know where

[00:03:14] The love of God goes

[00:03:15] When the waves turn the minutes to hours

[00:03:21] The searchers all say they'd

[00:03:23] Have made Whitefish Bay

[00:03:24] If they'd put fifteen more miles behind her

[00:03:31] They might have split up

[00:03:32] Or they might have capsized

[00:03:34] They may have broke deep and took water

[00:03:38] And all that remains is

[00:03:40] The faces and the names

[00:03:41] Of the wives and the sons and the daughters

[00:04:00] Lake Huron rolls

[00:04:02] Superior sings

[00:04:03] In the rooms of her ice water mansion

[00:04:07] Old Michigan steams like

[00:04:09] A young man's dreams

[00:04:11] The islands and bays are for sportsmen

[00:04:17] And farther below Lake Ontario

[00:04:20] Takes in what Lake Erie can send her

[00:04:24] And the iron boats go

[00:04:25] As the mariners all know

[00:04:27] With the gales of November remembered

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

[00:05:08] In the Maritime Sailors' Cathedral

[00:05:15] The church bell chimed 'til

[00:05:16] It rang twenty-nine times

[00:05:18] For each man on the Edmund Fitzgerald

[00:05:24] The legend lives on from

[00:05:25] The Chippewa on down

[00:05:27] Of the big lake they call 'Gitche Gumee'

[00:05:33] Superior they said

[00:05:34] Never gives up her dead

[00:05:36] When the gales of November come early