So many roads, so many trains to ride
So many roads, so many trains to ride
I got to find my baby, woah
Before I'm satisfied
I was standing at my window
When I heard that whistle blow
I was standing at my window
Yes, when I heard that whistle blow
I thought it was a straight line, woah
But it was to be a hole
It was a mean hole by a man
It was a cruel old engineer
It was a mean, mean hole by a man
It was a cruel old engineer
Yes, it took my baby, woah
And left me standing here
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