The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald Chords by Gordon Lightfoot
- Key: E
- BPM: 92
- Capo: no capo
DOWNBEAT
THE WRECK OF THE EDMUND FITZGERALD CHORDS
[Start] [Intro] B Bsus4 E Bsus4 B Bsus4 ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ E Bsus4 B ■ ■ ■ [Verse] F#m The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down A B Of the big lake they called Gitche Gumee F#m The lake it is said never gives up her dead A B When the skies of November turn gloomy F#m7 With a load of iron ore twentysix thousand tons more A Bsus4 B Than the Edmund Fitzgerald weighed empty F#m That good ship and true was a bone to be chewed A B When the gales of November came early [Chorus] F#m The ship was the pride of the American side A B Coming back from some mill in Wisconsin F#m7 As the big freighters go it was bigger than most A B With a crew and good captain well seasoned F#m Concluding some terms with a couple of steel firms A B When they left fully loaded for Cleveland F#m And later that night when the ship's bell rang A B Bsus4 E Could it be the north wind they'd been feelin' ■ ■ [Verse] B F#m ■ The wind in the wires made a tattletale sound A B And a wave broke over the railing F#m And every man knew as the captain did too A B T'was the witch of November come stealin' F#m The dawn came late and the breakfast had to wait A B When the gales of November came slashin' F#m When afternoon came it was freezin' rain A B In the face of a hurricane west wind [Inst] Bsus4 B Bsus4 E Bsus4 B ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ [Verse] F#m A When suppertime came the old cook came on deck sayin' B Fellas it's too rough to feed ya F#m A At seven PM a main hatchway caved in he said B F#sus4 B Fellas it's been good to know ya ■ F#m The captain wired in he had water comin' in A B And the good ship and crew was in peril F#m7 And later that night when his lights went outta sight F#m A B Came the wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald [Solo] Bsus4 E B Bsus4 E B F#sus4 B ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ [Verse] F#m Does any one know where the love of God goes A B When the waves turn the minutes to hours F#m7 The searchers all say they'd have made Whitefish Bay F#m A B If they'd put fifteen more miles behind her [Chorus] F#m7 They might have split up or they might have capsized A B They may have broke deep and took water F#m And all that remains is the faces and the names A B Of the wives and the sons and the daughters [Inst] Bsus4 E B Bsus4 B ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ [Verse] F#m Lake Huron rolls Superior sings A B In the rooms of her icewater mansion F#m Old Michigan steams like a young man's dreams A B The islands and bays are for sportsmen F#m And farther below Lake Ontario A B Takes in what Lake Erie can send her F#sus4 F#m And the iron boats go as the mariners all know A B With the gales of November remembered [Solo] Bsus4 E B Bsus4 E Bsus4 B Bsus4 ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ B Bsus4 E B ■ ■ ■ ■ [Verse] F#m In a musty old hall in Detroit they prayed A B In the maritime sailors' cathedral F#m The church bell chimed 'til it rang twentynine times A B For each man on the Edmund Fitzgerald [Chorus] F#m The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down A B Of the big lake they called Gitche Gumee F#m Superior they said never gives up her dead A B When the gales of November come early [Outro] Bsus4 E B Bsus4 E B E Bsus4 ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ B Bsus4 E B ■ ■ ■ ■