When my husband decided to learn to play the guitar, a great friend of ours, taught him 'Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald.' This friend was ruthless in as much as he jumped on my husbands foot each time he got the rhythm wrong and banged him on the head with a tambourine each time he had to change chords! Hence, my husband now gives a very good rendition of Edmund Fitzgerald, (he was too scared not to get it right!) This friend of ours died in August,aged just 37, and now to hear this song played with the same passion he played it, is both wonderful and extremely emotional. Cotton Jenny, Rainy Day People, Sundown, his version of Bobby Mcgee is the best I've heard (perhaps I'm biased.) He can do no wrong in my eyes. We've many a happy memory singing Gordon Lightfoot songs - amongst others - well into the early hours. Unfortunately, memories are all we have of our friend now - but the Edmund Fitzgerald will always remind us of him.