Follow Your North Star

North Star, North Star, steady in the sky, North Star, North Star, way way up high! twinkle twinkle twinkle Polaris is its name — one little spark, the dot that holds still in the great big dark.

All the other stars go wheeling round and round, but this one stays put — it never leaves its ground. The Earth spins like a top, and its tip-top points right there, so Polaris hangs over the north, always in the air.

North Star, North Star, steady in the sky, North Star, North Star, way way up high! twinkle twinkle twinkle

Can't find it? Here's the trick — look for the Big Dipper, the two stars on the end are a pointing little zipper. Follow where they aim — not the brightest, kind of small, but it marks true north for one and all.

Sailors long ago would sail the dark at night, no phone, no map, no shore in sight. They'd look up, find the dot, and know which way to go — "that way's north!" — and on they'd row.

North Star, North Star, steady in the sky, North Star, North Star, tells you where to fly!

The star never moves — it's us who turn around, so when you're spun and lost, look up: it's found. Polaris, Polaris, keep it in your sight — the same little dot, every single night. twinkle twinkle twinkle