So many roads
So many roads
So many trains to ride
So many roads
So many trains to ride
I'm gonna find my baby
Before I'll be satisfied
I was standing at my window
When I heard that whistle blow
I was standing at my window
When I heard that whistle blow
I thought it was a straight line
But it was B & O
It was a mean old fireman
And a cruel engineer
It was a mean old fireman
And a cruel engineer
That took my baby
And left me standing here
So many roads
So many trains to ride
So many roads
So many trains to ride
I'm gonna find my baby
Before I'll be satisfied
Tantos caminos
Tantos caminos
Tantos trenes para montar
Tantos caminos
Tantos trenes para montar
Voy a encontrar a mi bebé
Antes de que me satisfaga
Estaba parado en mi ventana
Cuando oí el silbido soplar
Estaba parado en mi ventana
Cuando oí el silbido soplar
Pensé que era una línea recta
Pero fue B & O
Era un viejo bombero
Y un ingeniero cruel
Era un viejo bombero
Y un ingeniero cruel
Que se llevó a mi bebé
Y me dejó parado aquí
Tantos caminos
Tantos trenes para montar
Tantos caminos
Tantos trenes para montar
Voy a encontrar a mi bebé
Antes de que me satisfaga