Edmund Fitzgerald

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And every man knew, as the captain did too,
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T'was the witch of November come stealin'.
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The dawn came late and the breakfast had to wait
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When the Gales of November came slashin'.
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When afternoon came it was freezin' rain
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In the face of a hurricane west wind.

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When suppertime came, the old cook came on deck
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Sayin’. "Fellas, it's too rough to feed ya."
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At Seven P.M. a main hatchway caved in',
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he said "Fellas, it's been good t'know ya"
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The captain wired in he had water comin' in
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and the good ship and crew was in peril.
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And later that night when 'is lights went outta sight
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Came the wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald.

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Does any one know where the love of God goes
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When the waves turn the minutes to hours?
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The searches all say they'd have made Whitefish Bay
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If they'd put fifteen more miles behind her.
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They might have split up or they might have capsized;
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They may have broke deep and took water.
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And all that remains is the faces and the names