Gordon Lightfoot《The Wreck Of The Edmund Fitzgerald》[MP3_LRC]

[00:00.00]90听音乐网 www.90T8.com  [00:18.75]The legend lives on from [00:19.91]the Chippewa on down [00:20.81] Of the big lake they called 'Gitche Gumee' [00:28.86]The lake, it is said, never gives up her dead [00:31.71] When the skies of November turn gloomy [00:38.58] With a load of iron ore [00:40.14] twenty-six thousand tons more [00:41.04] Than the Edmund Fitzgerald weighed empty. [00:47.80] That good ship and crew [00:48.81] was a bone to be chewed [00:50.11] When the gales of November came early. [00:57.93]The ship was the pride of the American side [00:59.99] Coming back from some mill in Wisconsin [01:05.21] As the big freighters go, [01:06.32] it was bigger than most [01:08.23] With a crew and good captain well seasoned [01:10.94] Concluding some terms [01:14.00] with a couple of steel firms [01:15.61] When they left fully loaded for Cleveland [01:18.26] And later that night when the ship's bell rang [01:23.72] Could it be the north wind they'd been feelin'? [01:36.66]The wind in the wires made a tattle-tale sound [01:41.97] And a wave broke over the railing [01:43.88] And every man knew, as the captain did too, [01:51.76] T'was the witch of November come stealin'. [01:58.08]The dawn came late and the breakfast had to wait [02:01.09] When the Gales of November came slashin'. [02:03.45] When afternoon came it was freezin' rain [02:08.26] In the face of a hurricane west wind. [02:16.98] When suppertime came, [02:29.61]the old cook came on deck sayin'. [02:32.57] Fellas, it's too rough to feed ya. [02:35.03] At Seven P.M. a main [02:40.24] hatchway caved in, he said [02:42.55] Fellas, it's been good t'know ya [02:44.21]The captain wired in he had water comin' in [02:50.60] And the good ship and crew was in peril. [02:53.26] And later that night when [02:57.27] his lights went outta sight [02:59.08] Came the wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald. [03:18.76] Does any one know [03:23.82] where the love of God goes [03:26.73] When the waves turn the minutes to hours? [03:32.75]The searches all say they'd [03:34.41] have made Whitefish Bay [03:35.76] If they'd put fifteen more miles behind her. [03:42.48] They might have split up [03:43.69] or they might have capsized; [03:44.99] May have broke deep and took water. [03:50.11] And all that remains [03:51.16] is the faces and the names [03:53.22] Of the wives and [03:54.37]the sons and the daughters. [04:13.04] Lake Huron rolls, Superior sings [04:16.70] In the rooms of her ice-water mansion. [04:21.01] Old Michigan steams [04:22.41] like a young man's dreams; [04:24.47]The islands and bays are for sportsmen. [04:27.53] And farther below Lake Ontario [04:32.54] Takes in what Lake Erie can send her, [04:38.41] And the iron boats go as [04:40.87]the mariners all know [04:41.73] With the Gales of November remembered. [05:17.83] In a musty old hall in Detroit they prayed, [05:24.90] In the Maritime Sailors' Cathedral. [05:31.53]The church bell chimed till [05:33.08] it rang twenty-nine times [05:34.39] For each man on the Edmund Fitzgerald. [05:41.16]The legend lives on from [05:42.52]the Chippewa on down [05:44.37] Of the big lake they call 'Gitche Gumee'. [05:50.49] Superior, they said, never gives up her dead [05:53.55] When the gales of November come early!