Travelling that old railroad track
Brings all the old memories back
And when I see that coloured skies
I feel the tears behind my eyes
Golden clouds on darkest blue
Let me think about you
O, little town on that waterside
When I make that railroad ride
I feel the love and tenderness
from the people that I miss
Fishing boats on harbour side
lots of flowers in the early light
Old buildings from centuries past
Enkhuizen there you are at last.