| Remember The Edmund At the Whitefish Point Museum, they now gather at the shore Oh the friends and mates and loved ones, and the memories they adore Twenty nine times for twenty nine lives, the Edmund's bell will toll Rest the Husbands Sons and Fathers, we lost twenty nine years ago We Hear them in the stories, and we can see them in our dreams We feel them in our hearts and souls, our loss was so extreme As heads are bowed the bell is struck, the same bell that they rang If you listen close you can hear the song and the words that Gordan sang Far below the surface, is their final resting place The mighty Lake Superior, now keeps a tight embrace In the shadows of the Edmund, where the deep dark waters flow Rest the Husbands Sons and Fathers, we lost twenty nine years ago At the Whitefish Point Museum, they now gather at the shore Oh the friends and mates and loved ones, and the memories they adore Twenty nine times for twenty nine lives, the Edmund's bell will toll Rest the Husbands Sons and Fathers, we lost twenty nine years ago On the shores of Giche Gummi, far below the Northern Sun Today the Lake lies peacful, as if she mourns for what she's done As you stand there on the lake shore, and the shadows all grow long As the wind blows through the pine trees, you can almost hear the song Now sailors pass in reverance, and they bow thier heads to pray To remember fallen brothers, on that dark November day Where the lighthouse stands at Whitefish Point, Thier names are laid in stone To remind us of that fateful day, when a brave crew held thier own At the Whitefish Point Museum, they now gather at the shore Oh the friends and mates and loved ones, and the memories they adore Twenty nine times for twenty nine lives, the Edmund's bell will toll Rest the Husbands Sons and Fathers, we lost twenty nine years ago At the Whitefish Point Museum, they now gather at the shore Oh the friends and mates and loved ones, and the memories they adore Twenty nine times for twenty nine lives, the Edmund's bell will toll Rest the Husbands Sons and Fathers, we lost twenty nine years ago To the Husbands Sons and Fathers, we lost twenty nine years ago |
| Written by Thomas Maleport in honor of the Twenty Ninth Anniversary of the loss of the Edmund Fitzgerald Dedicated to the brave crew, and all those who remember. Copyright (c) 2005 All Rights Reserved |