Song: Wreck Of The Edmund Fitzgerald by Gordon Lightfoot.
Lake Huron rolls, Superior singsin the rooms of her ice-water mansion.Old Michigan steams like a young man's dreams;the islands and bays are for sportsmen.And farther below Lake Ontariotakes in what Lake Erie can send her,And the iron boats go as the mariners all knowwith the Gales of November remembered.
[On November 10, 1975]
Telling the story still gives me chills but no-one ever told the story as well as Gordon Lightfoot.
Inspired by hurricane season I rememeber.......
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