So many roads
So many trains to ride
So many roads
So many trains to ride
I’ve got to find my baby
Fore’ I could be satisfied
I was standing at my window
When I heard that whistle blow
I was standing at my window
When I heard that whistle blow
I thought it was a straight line
Oh, but I saw it bow
Yeeaahhh…
It was a mean old fireman
And a cruel engineer
It was a mean old fireman
And a cruel engineer
Yes it took my baby
Oh, it left me standing here
So many roads
So many trains to ride
So many roads
So many trains to ride
I’ve got to find my baby
Fore’ I satisfy