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  • I woke up at 4:00 this morning with this song in my head...don't know why. Thanks Subby!!!! I had a laugh listening to it again!! Happy Thanksgiving!!
  • This didnt get greenlit? Fark I am disappoint.
  • I hate this song. I'd rather hear "It's a Small World".

    it's a world of laughter, a world or tears
    its a world of hopes, its a world of fear
    theres so much that we share
    that its time we're aware
    its a small world after all

    CHORUS:
    its a small world after all
    its a small world after all
    its a small world after all
    its a small, small world

    There is just one moon and one golden sun
    And a smile means friendship to everyone.
    Though the mountains divide
    And the oceans are wide
    It's a small small world

    CHORUS:
    its a small world after all
    its a small world after all
    its a small world after all
    its a small, small world
  • dugitman: This didnt get greenlit? Fark I am disappoint.


    sssshhhhhhhhhhhhhhush, now.
  • syrynxx: I hate this song. I'd rather hear "It's a Small World".

    it's a world of laughter, a world or tears
    its a world of hopes, its a world of fear
    theres so much that we share
    that its time we're aware
    its a small world after all

    CHORUS:
    its a small world after all
    its a small world after all
    its a small world after all
    its a small, small world

    There is just one moon and one golden sun
    And a smile means friendship to everyone.
    Though the mountains divide
    And the oceans are wide
    It's a small small world

    CHORUS:
    its a small world after all
    its a small world after all
    its a small world after all
    its a small, small world


    over on the group w bench for you!
  • 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 big ship and true 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 P.M. a main hatchway caved in, he said (2010 lyric change by Gordon Lightfoot: At Seven P.M., it grew dark, it was then 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 searchers 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; 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!
  • This song is a thanksgiving day tradition in my household
  • auditory garbage.

    I would rather listen to bieber.
  • syrynxx: . I'd rather hear "It's a Small World".


    At any given moment, you are only a whim away from singing the refrain to The Lion Sleeps Tonight.

    A whim away.

    /a whim away
  • I'd enjoy eating at Alice's Restaurant if they served a 16 oz prime cut Mad Hatter with a side of Rabbit.
  • I knew about alice's restaurant before they sold out.
  • LemSkroob: auditory garbage.

    I would rather listen to bieber.


    Well, that says a lot about you. Whether this is a legendary song or not, it's got more content than anything that little lesbian put out.
  • syrynxx: I hate this song. I'd rather hear "It's a Small World".


    LemSkroob: auditory garbage.

    I would rather listen to bieber.


    Yeah, I'd expect that from Bieber fans. Hush, people with taste are talking.
  • I love this tune. Nicely done subby.
  • KSHE 95 tradition right here
  • This song has played on my local radio station for decades. Every year my dad and I listen to it on Thanksgiving. I'm 32 years old, and it's still a tg tradition for my dad and I to listen to this song and sing it together. Been doing it for as long as I can remember.
  • Alice? Who the fark is Alice?
  • Kiss mah grits!

    /yeah i know not the same one
  • I think there are drug references in this song.

    DRUGS!
  • An American classic, alas, so much of the humor is lost on those generations that, because so many "people walked in, sang a few bars of the Alice's Restaurant Massacre, and walked out," do not understand the convoluted reality that was the draft. G
  • I remember when this first came out. Conservatives thought it was a battle cry for hippies to overthrow the establishment (again).
  • As God is my witness I thought that letter could fly.
  • ("KID, HAVE YOU REHABILITATED YOURSELF?")
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