| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - The legend lives on from the Chippewa on downOf the big lake they call Gitche GumeeThe lake, it is said, never gives up her deadWhen the skies of November turn gloomy.With a load of iron ore, 26,000 tons moreThan the Edmund Fitzgerald weighed emptyThat good ship and crew was a bone to be chewedWhen the gales of November came earlyThe ship was the pride of the American sideComing back from some mil
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