I am a crewman on a freighter
And I sail the Great Lakes
On a ship that leaves other vessels in its wake
I can hear those engines humming
I can hear them running fine
On the "Edmund Fitzgerald"
The Pride of the Line

I know we need to take precautions
'Cause it sure looks like rain
If it gets rough those hatchway clamps
Will never stand the strain
And the storm keeps getting rougher
And the giant ship is tossed
Soon the "Edmund Fitzgerald"
Could sink and be lost

Then the waves begin to smash her
And the bow begins to dive
On the "Edmund Fitzgerald"
There's no one alive

(Musical Interlude)

Then the big ship splits asunder
There is nothing left to save
Now the "Edmund Fitzgerald"
Lies still in its grave