Lyrics:

So many roads, yeah
So many trains to ride
So many roads, yeah
So many, so many trains to ride

Woah, 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
I thought it was a streamline, woah, it was a B&O


It was a mean old foreman, yeah
It was a cruel, cruel old engineer
It was a mean, mean old foreman, yeah (Yeah)
It was a cruel, cruel old engineer
That took my baby, woah
And he left me standing here
Yeah, yeah