Luyện nghe bài hát The Wreck Of The Edmund Fitzgerald

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

With a load of iron ore, twenty-six tons more
Than the Edmund Fitzgerald empty
That ship and true was a bone to be chewed
When the of November came early

The ship was the pride of the American
Coming back from mill in Wisconsin
As the big freighters go, it was than most
With a crew and good well-seasoned

Concluding some terms with a couple firms
When left fully loaded for Cleveland
And later night when the ship's bell rang
Could it be the north wind they'd been

The in the wires made the tattle-tale sound
And the wave broke the railing
And every man knew, as the did too
T'was the witch of come stealin'

The dawn came late and the had to wait
When the gales of came slashin'
When afternoon came, it was rain
In the face of a hurricane wind

supper time came, the old cook came on deck sayin'
Fellas, too rough to feed ya
At 7 P.M. a hatchway caved in, he said
Fellas, it's been to know ya

The wired in he had water comin' in
And the good and crew was in peril
And later that night when his lights out of sight
Came the wreck of the Fitzgerald

any one know where the love of God goes
When the waves the minutes to hours?
The all say they'd have made Whitefish Bay
If put fifteen more miles behind her

They might have split up or they might have
They may have deep and took water
And all remains is the faces and the names
Of the wives and the sons and the

Lake Huron rolls, Superior
In the rooms of her ice-water
Old Michigan steams a young man's dreams
The islands and are for sportsmen

And below Lake Ontario
in what Lake Erie can send her
And the iron go, as the mariners all know
With the gales of remembered

In a musty old hall in they prayed
In the Maritime Cathedral
The church bell 'til it rang twenty-nine times
For each man on the Edmund

The legend lives on from the Chippewa on
Of the big lake they call Gumee'
Superior, they said, never gives up her
When the of November come early