So Many Roads, So Many Trains Lyrics

So many roads
So many trains to ride

So many roads
So many trains to ride
I got to find my baby
Before I'll be satisfied

I was standing at my window
When I heard that whistle blow
I was standing at my window
Yes, when I heard that whistle blow

I thought it was a straight line
But it was B & O

It was a mean old fireman
It was a cruel old engineer

It was a mean, mean old fireman
It was a cruel old engineer
Yes they took my baby
And left me standing here