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(Marhall Paul)

Well, there are so many roads

So many trains to ride

Well, there are 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

Yea, standin' at my window

When I heard that whistle blow

I know the train had left the station

Where did my baby go?

It was a mean old fireman

And a cruel of engineer

Mean old fireman

And a cruel old engineer

Gone and took my babe

Left me standing here

Asked the man at the station

Please may I ride the lines

I asked the man at the station

Please may I ride the lines

He said you know I wouldn't mind son

But that old train ain't mine

So many roads

There are so many roads

So many trains to ride

Yes, there are so many roads

So many trains to ride

I gotta find my babe

Before I can be satisfied