Tarheel Slim - Number 9 Train

Number nine, number nine, took my baby up the line
Number nine, number nine, took my baby up the line
When I hear that lonesome whistle, lord, I just can't help from cryin'

My baby left early one morning, she didn't even say goodbye
Every time I hear that whistle, tears fall from my eyes

At night I wake up screamin', my pillow's soakin' wet
I keep hearin' that lonesome whistle, I can not forget
I'm walkin' around in circles, I don't know what to do
I'm so broken hearted, I'm so doggone blue

Gonna work hard every day, gonna save up all my pay
I'm goin' to the railroad station, and get on my way

Blow, blow lonesome whistle, I gotta find that gal of mine
Blow, blow lonesome whistle, I gotta find that gal of mine