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 here
When listening to John and Lary get ready for some strange and magical musical and rhythms' reciprocity that drives you high;if your are emotionally troubled person just stay away from this song.it is fascinating.
The blues just put a smile in my face, the only music genre that can make you sad and happy at the same time. How is that possible? Very powerful stuff. I could swear I heard Gary's guitar cry or am I imagining?