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,
comin' down the railroad line.
I know she got on in Baltimore
miles ain't much distance
But it sure do make a difference
I don't think she loves me anymore
Don't speak to strangers,
did by chance she find new romance
Stirring new fires inside her
How I wish that it was me
Engine, engine, number nine
Coming down the railroad line
I know she got only Baltimore
miles ain't much distance
Let's try to make a difference
I don't think she loves me anymore
I don't think she loves me,
I don't think she loves me anymore