So many roads So many trains to ride So many roads So many trains to ride I've gotta find my babe Before I can 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 street light Oh, so it goes. He was a mean old fireman And a cruel old engineer He was a mean old fireman And a cruel old engineer Yeah, he took my babe Left me standing here So many roads So many trains to ride So many roads So many trains to ride I've gotta find my babe Before I can be satisfied
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