Текст (слова) песни: Roger Miller - Engine, Engine Number Nine
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...
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