So Many Roads - Joe Bonamassa

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 can be satisfied

I was staring out my window

When I heard that whistle blow

I was staring out my window

When I heard that whistle blow

I thought it was a street light

Ohh… When I saw it glow

It was a mean old fireman

And a cruel engineer

It was a mean old fireman

And a cruel engineer

Yes, That took my baby

And left me standing here

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’m satisfied