year year when I looked in the sky,
On March seventeenth ,then I could see,  
Many stars were do--ci -doing,
All throughout the whole galaxy.

Normally the stars above are,
Yellow, red, white, and blazing blue;
But it was on that St. Pat's night,
The green shamrocks were far from few.

It was a flabbergasting sight,
One that I will never forget;
So many stars spun like a top,
Each one beautiful, you bet!