"So Many Roads" lyrics

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