Roger Miller - Engine, Engine #9 lyrics

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 ev'rywhere. 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 diff'rence; I don't think she loves me anymore. I warned her of dangers Don't speak to strangers Did 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 Of 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 diff'rence; I don't think she loves me anymore. No I don't think she loves me anymore. I dont think she loves me...