I sit upon a salt-stained stone
Where the harbor wind is blown
Watching ships in silver lines
While the evening sun declines
I am the silver needle north
Calling every sailor forth
Steady hand and steady eye
Underneath a purple sky
Sydney glows in gold and red
While the sleepy tides are spread
I can feel the heavy dew
Painting everything in blue
I am the silver needle north
Calling every sailor forth
Steady hand and steady eye
Underneath a purple sky
Polished glass and rusted case
Holding fast within this place
I don't sleep and I don't tire
Watching every signal fire
I am the silver needle north
Calling every sailor forth
Steady hand and steady eye
Underneath a purple sky
Iron hulls and hempen rope
Giving every wanderer hope
Swaying with the ocean swell
Ringing like a distant bell
Now the stars begin to peep
While the city falls to sleep
I will hold the line tonight
Until the coming of the light
I am the silver needle north
Calling every sailor forth
Steady hand and steady eye
Underneath a purple sky
Point me north.
Just keep me true.
Silver needle.