(Roger Miller)
Engine, Engine #9
Comin' down the railroad line
How much farther back did she get off
Oh 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 #9
Comin' down the railroad line
I know she got on in baltimore
A hundred ten miles ain't much distance
It sure do make a difference
I dont think she loves me anymore
I warned her of dangers
Don't speak to strangers
Did 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
Of he that stands beside her
Engine Engine #9
Comin' down the railroad line
I know she got on in baltimore
A hundred ten miles ain't much distance
It sure do make a difference
I don't think she loves me anymore
No, I don't think she loves me anymore
I don't think she loves me
I don't think she loves me anymore
