So Many Roads
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So Many Roads
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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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Steve Hackett performs "So Many Roads", and this lyric page sits inside the Steve Hackett catalog on LyroVerse.
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