I was a the sole crossing keeper

In the small town of Raje

It was a responsible job

Although the trains were few

I lived in the house

Which came with the job

With my wife Hilde

We were not blessed with children

So we treated our garden with love

And then slowly it ended

With the closure of the line

I was transferred to Some

Which was a far busier town

We were given a far bigger house

With an amazing garden next to the line

Yet we both pined for our quiet existence

In the small and gentle town of Raje