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AEngine, Engine No. 9, coming down the railroad line
How much farther back did she get oE7ff?
Old brown suitcase that she carried, I've looked for it everywhere it
Just ain't here among the rest and AI'm a little E7upset Yes, tell me
AEngine, Engine No. 9, coming down the railroad line
A7I know she got on in BaltiDmore
A hundred and ten miles ain't much distance
ABut it sure do make a difference, E7I don't think she loves me anyAmore
AI warned her of the dangers, don't speak to strangers
If by chance she find new E7romance, warmer lips to kiss her
Arms to hold her tighter, stirring new fires inside her
How I wish that it was me Ainstead of he that stands E7beside her
AEngine, Engine No. 9, coming down the railroad line
A7I know she got on in BaltiDmore
A hundred and ten miles ain't much distance
ABut it sure do make a difference, E7I don't think she loves me Aanymore
No, E7I don't think she loves me anyAmore, E7I don't think she loves me anyAmore
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