T'was the witch of November come stealing.
The wind in the wires made a tattletale sound
And a wave broke over the railing
And every man knew, as the Captain did, too,
T'was the witch of November come stealing.
The thing I love about this verse, is the rise and fall of the music behind it, so evocative of waves...brilliantly done.
T'was the witch of November come stealing.
Shortly before deploying my son bought himself an electric guitar, largely so that he could learn to play "The Wreck Of The Edmund Fitzgerald".
I'm sure many a soldier in the northern part of Kuwait has been serenaded with it by now.;^)
He is fascinated by the story, and so am I.
We always seem to have really wicked weather right around that date every year.