It's an old tale from way back when
And we're gonna sing it again and again
We're gonna sing it again
There was a railroad line on a road to Hell
There was a young man down on bended knee
And that is the ending of the tale
It's a sad tale, it's a tragedy
And still begin to sing it again
As if it might turn out this time
I learned that from a friend of mine
See, Orpheus was a poor boy
But he had a gift to give:
He could make you see how the world could be
In spite of the way that it is
Can you feel it like a train?
On a sunny day there was a railroad car
And a lady stepping off a train
Everybody looked and everybody saw
That spring had come again
With a tale of a love that never dies