Richard Cheese - The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald lyrics

The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down
Of the big lake they called Gitche Gumee
The lake, it is said, never gives up her dead
When the skies of November turn gloomy

The wind in the wires made
A tattle tale sound
And a wave broke over the railing
And every man knew, as the captain did too
'Twas the witch of November come stealin’

When suppertime came the old cook
Came on deck sayin'
"Fellas, it's too rough to feed ya"
At seven PM a main hatchway caved in, he said
"Fellas, it’s been good to know ya"
The captain wired in he had water comin' in
And the good ship and crew was in peril
And later that night when his
Lights went outta sight
Came the wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald

The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down
Of the big lake they call Gitche Gumee
Superior, they said, never gives up her dead
When the gales of November come early!
Those gales of November
The gales of November come early - yeah!