Joe Bonamassa - ...find my baby Before I can be satisfied I was staring out my window When I heard that whistle blow I was staring out my window When I heard that whistle blow... | Текст песни

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• ...find my baby Before I can be satisfied I was staring out my window When I heard that whistle blow I was staring out my window When I heard that whistle blow...

So many roads

So many trains to ride

So many roads

So many trains to ride

I’ve got to find my baby

Fore’ I could be satisfied

I was standing at my window

When I heard that whistle blow

I was standing at my window

When I heard that whistle blow

I thought it was a straight line

Oh, but I saw it bow

Yeeaahhh…

It was a mean old fireman

And a cruel engineer

It was a mean old fireman

And a cruel engineer

Yes it took my baby

Oh, it left me standing here

So many roads

So many trains to ride

So many roads

So many trains to ride

I’ve got to find my baby

Fore’ I satisfy

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