Engine engine No 9 coming down that railroad line

How much farther back did she get off

Old brown suitcase that she carried I've looked for it everywhere it

Just ain't here among the rest and I'm a little upset

Yes tell me engine engine No 9 coming down that railroad line

I know she got on in Baltimore

A hundred and ten miles ain't much distance

But it sure to make a difference

I don't think she loves me anymore



I warned her of the dangers don't speak to strangers

If by chance she finds her new romance warmer lips to kiss her

Arms to hold her tighter stirring new fire inside her

How I wish that it was me instead of he that stands beside her



Engine engine No 9...



No I don't think she loves me anymore

I don't think she loves me anymore