So Many Roads, So Many Trains

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