Engine, engine number nine
Coming down the 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 number nine
Coming down the railroad line
I know she got on in Baltimore
A hundred and ten miles ain't much distance
But it sure do make a difference
I don't think she loves me anymore
And I warned her of the dangers
Don't speak to strangers
If by chance she find new romance
Warmer lips to kiss her
Arms to hold her tighter
Stirring new fires inside her
How I wish that it was me instead
Out of the he that stands beside her
Engine, engine number nine
Coming down the railroad line
I know she got on in Baltimore
A hundred and ten miles ain't much distance
But it sure do make a difference
I don't think she loves me anymore
I don't think she loves me anymore
I don't think she loves me
I don't think she loves me anymore
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