Lyrics of So many roads

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