On the strand beneath the towering cliffs We said goodbye to the helmsman The best man I ever sailed with Across the seven oceans Steering, gazing out ahead As the ragged crew were singing And the wild life and stories told As the misty dawns were breaking
And the North Star is not a bright star But a guiding star It took us over mountains to the East Through the maze of city streets To the Sennen Cove shore
Tonight I stood in the empty street As a heavy snow was falling I saw a flight of geese passing fast and low just above the rooftops Godspeed and I thought of him As they vanished into the white-out And Godspeed to all of us Vanishing into the white-out
And the North Star is not a bright star But helmsman's star He took us over mountains to the East Through the maze of city streets To the Sennen Cove shore