So Many Roads - John Mayall, 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 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