Lyrics So Many Roads, so Many Trains - Otis Rush

So many roads, so many trains to ride
So many roads, so many trains to ride
I've got to find my baby, 'fore, before 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
Yes, a song like a streamline but it was a B and O

It was a mean ol' fireman and a cruel ol' engineer
Mean ol' fireman and a cruel ol' engineer
It's taken my baby, yes, left me standin' here