So Many Roads Lyrics - Steve Hackett

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 

Standing at my window 

When I heard that whistle blow 

Well it sung like a straight line 

But it was below 

It was a mean old fireman 

And a cruel old engineer 

It was a mean old fireman 

And a cruel old engineer 

That took my baby 

And left me standing here 

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