So Many Roads Lyrics

So many roads,
So many trains to ride.

So many roads,
So many trains to ride.
I'm gotta find my baby,
'Fore I'll 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,
But it was B & O.

It was a mean old fireman,
And a cruel engineer.

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

So many roads,
So many trains to ride.

So many roads,
So many trains to ride.

I'm gotta find my baby,
'Fore I'll be satisfied.