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 hereTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
