The Wreck Of The Edmund Fitzgerald Cifra

This is essentially the same as v3 (Penrose), but with the intro and fills added.
Fill A is just the first 4 measures of the intro.
 
[Intro and Fill B]
 
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[Fill A ]
 
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[Intro]
 
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The legend lives on from the chippewa on down 
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Of the big lake they called "Gitche Gumee"
                            Em
The lake, it is said, never gives up her dead
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When the skies of November turn gloomy
                                   Em
With a load of iron ore twenty-six thousand tons more 
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Than the Edmund Fitzgerald weighed empty.
                              Em
That good ship and crew was a bone to be chewed 
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When the "Gales of November" came early. 
 
                              Em
The ship was the pride of the American side 
 
      G           D      Asus2
Coming back from some mill in Wisconsin
                                  Em
As the big freighters go, it was bigger than most 
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With a crew and good captain well seasoned
                              Em
Concluding some terms with a couple of steel firms 
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When they left fully loaded for Cleveland
                              Em
And later that night when the ship's bell rang 
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Could it be the north wind they'd been feelin'?
 
[Fill B]
                             Em
The wind in the wires made a tattle-tale sound 
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And a wave broke over the railing
                           Em
And every man knew, as the captain did too, 
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T'was the witch of November come stealin'.
                           Em
The dawn came late and the breakfast had to wait 
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When the Gales of November came slashin'.
                           Em
When afternoon came it was freezin' rain 
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In the face of a hurricane west wind.
 
[Fill B]
                              Em
When suppertime came, the old cook came on deck 
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Sayin’. "Fellas, it's too rough to feed ya."
                     Em
At Seven P.M. a main hatchway caved in', 
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he said "Fellas, it's been good t'know ya"
                            Em
The captain wired in he had water comin' in 
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and the good ship and crew was in peril.
                               Em
And later that night when 'is lights went outta sight 
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Came the wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald.
 
[Fill B]
                             Em
Does any one know where the love of God goes 
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When the waves turn the minutes to hours?
                                 Em
The searches all say they'd have made Whitefish Bay 
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If they'd put fifteen more miles behind her.
                                  Em
They might have split up or they might have capsized; 
     G           D           Asus2
They may have broke deep and took water.
                            Em
And all that remains is the faces and the names 
      G           D          Asus2
Of the wives and the sons and the daughters.
 
[Fill B]
 
                   Em
Lake Huron rolls, Superior sings 
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In the rooms of her ice-water mansion.
                           Em
Old Michigan steams like a young man's dreams; 
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The islands and bays are for sportsmen.
                  Em
And farther below Lake Ontario 
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Takes in what Lake Erie can send her,
                             Em
And the iron boats go as the mariners all know 
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with the Gales of November remembered.
 
[Fill A]
                        Em
In a musty old hall in Detroit they prayed, 
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In the "Maritime Sailors' Cathedral."
                                Em
The church bell chimed till it rang twenty-nine times 
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For each man on the Edmund Fitzgerald.
                               Em
The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down 
      G           D          Asus2
Of the big lake they call "Gitche Gumee".
                               Em
"Superior", they said, "never gives up her dead 
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When the 'Gales of November' come early!"
 
[Fill B] ...to fade
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