(Marhall Paul)
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Well, there are so many roads
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So many trains to ride
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Well, there are so many roads
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So many trains to ride
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I've gotta find my babe
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Before I can be satisfied
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I was standing at my window
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When I heard that whistle blow
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Yea, standin' at my window
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When I heard that whistle blow
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I know the train had left the station
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Where did my baby go?
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It was a mean old fireman
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And a cruel of engineer
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Mean old fireman
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And a cruel old engineer
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Gone and took my babe
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Left me standing here
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Asked the man at the station
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Please may I ride the lines
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I asked the man at the station
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Please may I ride the lines
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He said you know I wouldn't mind son
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But that old train ain't mine
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So many roads
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There are so many roads
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So many trains to ride
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Yes, there are so many roads
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So many trains to ride
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I gotta find my babe
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Before I can be satisfied
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So Many Roads
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| Big Sugar |
