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    Song lyrics technically, but I think, pure poetry as well.
    I’d love your opinion as our resident poet warrior.

    I saw Gordon Lightfoot perform last night. I’ve always loved his music and lyrics, but last night his performance of this song literally had tears softly falling down. The power of incredible lyrics.

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    Quote Originally Posted by Abbey View Post
    @<a href="http://www.debatepolicy.com/member.php?u=2275" target="_blank">Tyr-Ziu Saxnot</a>

    Song lyrics technically, but I think, pure poetry as well.
    I’d love your opinion as our resident poet warrior.

    I saw Gordon Lightfoot perform last night. I’ve always loved his music and lyrics, but last night his performance of this song literally had tears softly falling down. The power of incredible lyrics.

    I have always and I do mean always loved Gordon Lightfoot's songs! Yes my friend, it is pure poetry are both of these---

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    SunDown
    Gordon Lightfoot


    I can see her lyin' back in her satin dress
    In a room where ya do what ya don't confess
    Sundown you better take care
    If I find you beenn creepin' 'round my back stairs
    Sundown ya better take care
    If I find you been creepin' 'round my back stairs
    She's been lookin' like a queen in a sailor's dream
    And she don't always say what she really means
    Sometimes I think it's a shame
    When I get feelin' better when I'm feelin' no pain
    Sometimes I think it's a shame
    When I get feelin' better when I'm feelin' no pain
    I can picture every move that a man could make
    Getting lost in her lovin' is your first mistake
    Sundown you better take care
    If I find you been creepin' 'round my back stairs
    Sometimes I think it's a sin
    When I feel like I'm winnin' when I'm losin' again
    I can see her lookin' fast in her faded jeans
    She's a hard lovin' woman, got me feelin' mean
    Sometimes I think it's a shame
    When I get feelin' better when I'm feelin' no pain
    Sundown you better take care
    If I find you been creepin' 'round my back stairs
    Sundown you better take care
    If I find you been creepin' 'round my back stairs
    Sometimes I think it's a sin
    When I feel like I'm winnin' when I'm losin' again

    Songwriters: Gordon Lightfoot
    Sundown lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc

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    "The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald"


    The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald
    Gordon Lightfoot


    The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down
    Of the big lake they called 'gitche gumee'
    The lake, it is said, never gives up her dead
    When the skies of November turn gloomy
    With a load of iron ore twenty-six thousand tons more
    Than the Edmund Fitzgerald weighed empty
    That good ship and crew was a bone to be chewed
    When the gales of November came early
    The ship was the pride of the American side
    Coming back from some mill in Wisconsin
    As the big freighters go, it was bigger than most
    With a crew and good captain well seasoned
    Concluding some terms with a couple of steel firms
    When they left fully loaded for Cleveland
    And later that night when the ship's bell rang
    Could it be the north wind they'd been feelin'?
    The wind in the wires made a tattle-tale sound
    And a wave broke over the railing
    And every man knew, as the captain did too,
    T'was the witch of November come stealin'
    The dawn came late and the breakfast had to wait
    When the gales of November came slashin'
    When afternoon came it was freezin' rain
    In the face of a hurricane west wind
    When suppertime came, the old cook came on deck sayin'
    Fellas, it's too rough to feed ya
    At seven pm a main hatchway caved in, he said
    Fellas, it's been good t'know ya
    The captain wired in he had water comin' in
    And the good ship and crew was in peril
    And later that night when his lights went outta sight
    Came the wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald
    Does any one know where the love of God goes
    When the waves turn the minutes to hours?
    The searches all say they'd have made Whitefish Bay
    If they'd put fifteen more miles behind her
    They might have split up or they might have capsized
    They may have broke deep and took water
    And all that remains is the faces and the names
    Of the wives and the sons and the daughters
    Lake Huron rolls, superior sings
    In 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 Ontario
    Takes in what Lake Erie can send her
    And the iron boats go as the mariners all know
    With the gales of November remembered
    In a musty old hall in Detroit they prayed,
    In the maritime sailors' cathedral
    The church bell chimed till it rang twenty-nine times
    For each man on the Edmund Fitzgerald
    The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down
    Of the big lake they call 'gitche gumee'
    Superior, they said, never gives up her dead
    When the gales of November come early

    Songwriters: Gordon Lightfoot
    The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc

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    True genius, poet , artist, singer, musician, songwriter, and deep soul.
    I rate him even higher than Bob Dylan myself...--Tyr
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    I’ve read that Gordo is still in touch with the families of the 29 deceased sailors.

    Class act and a poet. Sounds like another guy I know.
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    Quote Originally Posted by Abbey View Post
    I’ve read that Gordo is still in touch with the families of the 29 deceased sailors.

    Class act and a poet.sounds like another guy I know.
    Sure seems a class act that he stay in touch with the families of the deceased sailors. I have always admired that song. My favorite song of his is Sundown. Something about it, in it, just sits well with me and reminds me a bit of me. I was very young when it came out and I know I must have played at least a thousand times, even played it at night when writing my poetry in my private journal.
    I was married to my first wife back then, the one that I loved beyond human comprehension to ever understand or explain to another.

    She that burned this soul with greatest joy and later deepest of pains*
    cast our love into the darkest and most hellish of Hades's fire-pits
    gouged in hard while leaving the blackest of wicked stains*
    turning a world of harmony, into that of her insane drugged-out fits
    Ah yes, treasured memories magnificently good and yet horrible bad
    sent a grieving soul out to fight a nightmarish world gone rabidly mad*

    gonna stop writing now, before I end up raging on and on and inviting darkness back in
    slew those demons long ago, but a few yet still try to breathe of fire, brimstone and vengeful hate, methinks... -Tyr
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