So Many Roads

so many roads so many trains to ride
so many roads so many trains to ride
i've got to find my baby before i'll be satisfied
i was standing by my window when i heard that whistle blow

i was standing by my window when i heard that whistle blow
you know i thought it was a streamline but it was a b and o
it was a mean old fireman and a cruel old engineer
it was a mean old fireman and a cruel old engineer
that took away my baby and left me standing here



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Writer(s): Marshall Paul
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