Chords for Cadence - The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald Feat. Kseniya Simonova
Tempo:
57.5 bpm
Chords used:
D
A
G
Em
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[D]
[G]
[D] [E] [G] [B] [G]
[Em] [A]
Legend lives [Em] on from the Chibouanda of the big lake they call [A] Gichigumi.
The lake it is said [Em] never gives up for [G] dead when the [D] skies of [A] November turn gloomy.
With a load of iron ore 26,000 tons more than the Edmund [D] Fitzgerald weight [A] empty.
That good ship and [Em] crew was bound to be [G] chewed when the tales of November [A] came early.
The ship was the pride [Em] of the American side [G] coming back from some [A] mill in Wisconsin.
As big freighters go it was bigger than most with the crew and good captain Will Caesar.
Concluding some [Em] terms with a couple steel [G] firms when it left fully loaded for [A] Cleveland.
Night [Em] when the ship's bell rang [G] could it [D] be the north wind [A] that they're feeling?
[Em] [D] [A]
The wind in the [Em] wires made a tattletale sound and a wave broke [A] over the railing.
And every man knew [Em] as the captain did too, t'was a witch [D] of [E] November come stealing.
[A] The dawn came late and [Em] the breakfast had to wait when the gales of November came slashing.
When afternoon [Em] came it was freezing [G] rain in the face of a [A] hurricane west wind.
[Em] [G] [D] [A]
[D] [A] When supper [D] time came the old cook [E] came on deck [G] saying fellas it's too [A] rough to feed ya.
At [Em] 7pm our main hatchway came in he [G] said fellas it's been good [A] to know ya.
[Em] [A] The captain wired in he had water coming [G] in and the good ship and crew was in [A] peril.
And later [A] that night [Em] when the lights went out of sight [G] came the wreck of the [A] Edmund Fitzgerald.
[Em] [G]
[A] [G] [D] [A]
Does anyone know [Am] where the love of God goes when the waves [A] turn the minutes to hours?
[Em] The [D] searchers all say they'd have made whitefish [C] bay if they put 15 more miles [A] behind her.
[G] [E] They might have [D] split her boy, they might have capsized, they may [C] have broke deep and took water.
[Am] And all that remains are the faces and names of the wives and [C] the sons and [D] the daughters.
[Am] [G] [D] [C]
[G] [D] Lake Huron [Am] rolls and Superior [G] sinks in the rooms of a rice-potter [D] mansion.
Old Michigan seems [Am] like a young man's dreams, the [G] islands and bays of a [D] sportsman.
And farther below Lake Ontario [G] takes in what Lake Erie [D] can send her.
The iron boats [A] go as the banners on [C] the gales of [G] November remember.
[A] [D] [Am] In [G]
[D] [C] [D]
[Am] a musty old hall [D] in Detroit they [A] prayed in the Maritime Sailors [D] Cathedral.
[Dm]
[E] The church bell chimed [D] till it rang 29 times for each man on the Edmund [E] Fitzgerald.
[D] The legend lives on from the Chippewa on [C] down of the big lake they call [A] Hitchicoomee.
[C] [D] Superior they said now the gales of the dead when the gales of November [Am] come burning.
[C] [D] [C]
[Am] [D]
[G]
[D] [E] [G] [B] [G]
[Em] [A]
Legend lives [Em] on from the Chibouanda of the big lake they call [A] Gichigumi.
The lake it is said [Em] never gives up for [G] dead when the [D] skies of [A] November turn gloomy.
With a load of iron ore 26,000 tons more than the Edmund [D] Fitzgerald weight [A] empty.
That good ship and [Em] crew was bound to be [G] chewed when the tales of November [A] came early.
The ship was the pride [Em] of the American side [G] coming back from some [A] mill in Wisconsin.
As big freighters go it was bigger than most with the crew and good captain Will Caesar.
Concluding some [Em] terms with a couple steel [G] firms when it left fully loaded for [A] Cleveland.
Night [Em] when the ship's bell rang [G] could it [D] be the north wind [A] that they're feeling?
[Em] [D] [A]
The wind in the [Em] wires made a tattletale sound and a wave broke [A] over the railing.
And every man knew [Em] as the captain did too, t'was a witch [D] of [E] November come stealing.
[A] The dawn came late and [Em] the breakfast had to wait when the gales of November came slashing.
When afternoon [Em] came it was freezing [G] rain in the face of a [A] hurricane west wind.
[Em] [G] [D] [A]
[D] [A] When supper [D] time came the old cook [E] came on deck [G] saying fellas it's too [A] rough to feed ya.
At [Em] 7pm our main hatchway came in he [G] said fellas it's been good [A] to know ya.
[Em] [A] The captain wired in he had water coming [G] in and the good ship and crew was in [A] peril.
And later [A] that night [Em] when the lights went out of sight [G] came the wreck of the [A] Edmund Fitzgerald.
[Em] [G]
[A] [G] [D] [A]
Does anyone know [Am] where the love of God goes when the waves [A] turn the minutes to hours?
[Em] The [D] searchers all say they'd have made whitefish [C] bay if they put 15 more miles [A] behind her.
[G] [E] They might have [D] split her boy, they might have capsized, they may [C] have broke deep and took water.
[Am] And all that remains are the faces and names of the wives and [C] the sons and [D] the daughters.
[Am] [G] [D] [C]
[G] [D] Lake Huron [Am] rolls and Superior [G] sinks in the rooms of a rice-potter [D] mansion.
Old Michigan seems [Am] like a young man's dreams, the [G] islands and bays of a [D] sportsman.
And farther below Lake Ontario [G] takes in what Lake Erie [D] can send her.
The iron boats [A] go as the banners on [C] the gales of [G] November remember.
[A] [D] [Am] In [G]
[D] [C] [D]
[Am] a musty old hall [D] in Detroit they [A] prayed in the Maritime Sailors [D] Cathedral.
[Dm]
[E] The church bell chimed [D] till it rang 29 times for each man on the Edmund [E] Fitzgerald.
[D] The legend lives on from the Chippewa on [C] down of the big lake they call [A] Hitchicoomee.
[C] [D] Superior they said now the gales of the dead when the gales of November [Am] come burning.
[C] [D] [C]
[Am] [D]
Key:
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_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ [E] _ [G] _ _ [B] _ _ [G] _
_ [Em] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Legend lives [Em] on from the Chibouanda of the big lake they call [A] Gichigumi.
_ _ The lake it is said [Em] never gives up for [G] dead when the [D] skies of [A] November turn gloomy. _
With a load of iron ore 26,000 tons more than the Edmund [D] Fitzgerald weight [A] empty.
_ That good ship and [Em] crew was bound to be [G] chewed when the tales of November [A] came early.
_ _ The ship was the pride [Em] of the American side [G] coming back from some [A] mill in Wisconsin. _
As big freighters go it was bigger than most with the crew and good captain Will Caesar.
_ _ _ Concluding some [Em] terms with a couple steel [G] firms when it left fully loaded for [A] Cleveland.
_ _ _ Night [Em] when the ship's bell rang [G] could it [D] be the north wind [A] that they're feeling? _ _
_ _ _ [Em] _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _
_ _ The wind in the [Em] wires made a tattletale sound and a wave broke [A] over the railing.
_ _ And every man knew [Em] as the captain did too, t'was a witch [D] of [E] November come stealing. _
[A] The dawn came late and [Em] the breakfast had to wait when the gales of November came slashing.
_ _ When afternoon [Em] came it was freezing [G] rain in the face of a [A] hurricane west wind. _ _ _ _ _
[Em] _ _ [G] _ [D] _ [A] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ When supper [D] time came the old cook [E] came on deck [G] saying fellas it's too [A] rough to feed ya. _
At [Em] 7pm our main hatchway came in he [G] said fellas it's been good [A] to know ya.
_ _ [Em] [A] The captain wired in he had water coming [G] in and the good ship and crew was in [A] peril.
_ _ And later [A] that night [Em] when the lights went out of sight [G] came the wreck of the [A] Edmund Fitzgerald.
_ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ [G] _ _
[A] _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ Does anyone know [Am] where the love of God goes when the waves [A] turn the minutes to hours?
[Em] _ The [D] searchers all say they'd have made whitefish [C] bay if they put 15 more miles [A] behind her.
[G] _ [E] They might have [D] split her boy, they might have capsized, they may [C] have broke deep and took water.
_ _ [Am] And all that remains are the faces and names of the wives and [C] the sons and [D] the daughters. _ _
[Am] _ _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ [C] _
_ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ _ Lake Huron [Am] rolls and Superior [G] sinks in the rooms of a rice-potter [D] mansion. _
_ Old Michigan seems [Am] like a young man's dreams, the [G] islands and bays of a [D] sportsman.
_ And farther below Lake Ontario [G] takes in what Lake Erie [D] can send her.
_ The iron boats [A] go as the banners on [C] the gales of [G] November remember. _
[A] _ _ [D] _ [Am] In _ [G] _ _
[D] _ _ [C] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ [Am] _ _ _ a musty old hall [D] in Detroit they [A] prayed in the Maritime Sailors [D] Cathedral.
_ [Dm] _
[E] The church bell chimed [D] till it rang 29 times for each man on the Edmund [E] Fitzgerald.
_ _ [D] The legend lives on from the Chippewa on [C] down of the big lake they call [A] Hitchicoomee.
_ [C] _ _ [D] Superior they said now the gales of the dead when the gales of November [Am] come burning.
_ [C] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ [Am] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ [E] _ [G] _ _ [B] _ _ [G] _
_ [Em] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Legend lives [Em] on from the Chibouanda of the big lake they call [A] Gichigumi.
_ _ The lake it is said [Em] never gives up for [G] dead when the [D] skies of [A] November turn gloomy. _
With a load of iron ore 26,000 tons more than the Edmund [D] Fitzgerald weight [A] empty.
_ That good ship and [Em] crew was bound to be [G] chewed when the tales of November [A] came early.
_ _ The ship was the pride [Em] of the American side [G] coming back from some [A] mill in Wisconsin. _
As big freighters go it was bigger than most with the crew and good captain Will Caesar.
_ _ _ Concluding some [Em] terms with a couple steel [G] firms when it left fully loaded for [A] Cleveland.
_ _ _ Night [Em] when the ship's bell rang [G] could it [D] be the north wind [A] that they're feeling? _ _
_ _ _ [Em] _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _
_ _ The wind in the [Em] wires made a tattletale sound and a wave broke [A] over the railing.
_ _ And every man knew [Em] as the captain did too, t'was a witch [D] of [E] November come stealing. _
[A] The dawn came late and [Em] the breakfast had to wait when the gales of November came slashing.
_ _ When afternoon [Em] came it was freezing [G] rain in the face of a [A] hurricane west wind. _ _ _ _ _
[Em] _ _ [G] _ [D] _ [A] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ When supper [D] time came the old cook [E] came on deck [G] saying fellas it's too [A] rough to feed ya. _
At [Em] 7pm our main hatchway came in he [G] said fellas it's been good [A] to know ya.
_ _ [Em] [A] The captain wired in he had water coming [G] in and the good ship and crew was in [A] peril.
_ _ And later [A] that night [Em] when the lights went out of sight [G] came the wreck of the [A] Edmund Fitzgerald.
_ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ [G] _ _
[A] _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ Does anyone know [Am] where the love of God goes when the waves [A] turn the minutes to hours?
[Em] _ The [D] searchers all say they'd have made whitefish [C] bay if they put 15 more miles [A] behind her.
[G] _ [E] They might have [D] split her boy, they might have capsized, they may [C] have broke deep and took water.
_ _ [Am] And all that remains are the faces and names of the wives and [C] the sons and [D] the daughters. _ _
[Am] _ _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ [C] _
_ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ _ Lake Huron [Am] rolls and Superior [G] sinks in the rooms of a rice-potter [D] mansion. _
_ Old Michigan seems [Am] like a young man's dreams, the [G] islands and bays of a [D] sportsman.
_ And farther below Lake Ontario [G] takes in what Lake Erie [D] can send her.
_ The iron boats [A] go as the banners on [C] the gales of [G] November remember. _
[A] _ _ [D] _ [Am] In _ [G] _ _
[D] _ _ [C] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ [Am] _ _ _ a musty old hall [D] in Detroit they [A] prayed in the Maritime Sailors [D] Cathedral.
_ [Dm] _
[E] The church bell chimed [D] till it rang 29 times for each man on the Edmund [E] Fitzgerald.
_ _ [D] The legend lives on from the Chippewa on [C] down of the big lake they call [A] Hitchicoomee.
_ [C] _ _ [D] Superior they said now the gales of the dead when the gales of November [Am] come burning.
_ [C] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ [Am] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _