For Your Journey

Take the North Star for your journey

Hanging low in the eastern sky

For it's on the banks of Jordan

The dead will come alive

Take a token for the ferry

Iron chains to burnished gold

Dropping swiftly in the shallows

Where the damned absolve their souls

Take a hymn book for the footpath

Sing 'em low and sing 'em sweet

When you hear that hound a-baying

Let your prayers lull him to sleep

Take the North Star for your journey

Hanging low in the eastern sky

For it's on the banks of Jordan

The dead will come alive