The Stationmaster Looked All Around


Along The Track Both Up And Down


But The Train Could Not Be Found


For There Was Neither Sight Or Sound


There Was Neither Sight Or Sound





He Walked On Slowly To The Station Door


Like So Many Times Before


He Looked Outside Into A Sunshine Beam


Closed His Eyes And Dreamed A Dream


Drifted Off Into A Dream





The Winds Of Change Forever Blow


Some Things Stay And Some Things Go


The Falling Rain Must Melt The Snow


The Orangedale Whistle Will Always Blow





Years Ago Throughout This Land


That Line Was Laid By Able Men


But Things Are Changed As Time Goes By


People Drive And People Fly


People Drive And People Fly





The Stationmaster Is Long Since Gone


He Faded Off Into The Sun


But The Whistle Shrill Still Lingers On


In The Hearts Of Everyone


Everyday From Dusk Till Dawn





The Winds Of Change Forever Blow


Some Things Stay And Some Things Go


The Falling Rain Must Melt The Snow


The Orangedale Whistle Will Always Blow