So many roads - Albert King

So many roads, so many trains to ride

So many roads, so many trains to ride

I’ve got to find my baby, 'fore I’ll be satisfied

I was standin' by my window, when I heard that whistle blow

I was standin' by my window, when I heard that whistle blow

You know I thought it was a Streamline… but it was a B & O

It was a mean ol' fireman and a cruel ol' engineer

It was a mean ol' fireman and a cruel ol' engineer

That took away my baby and left me standin' here