Written by: Alden Bunn
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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 Everytime I hear that whistle Tears fall from my eyes When I hear that lonesome whistle Lord, I just can't help from cryin' 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 When I hear that lonesome whistle Lord, I just can't help from cryin' Gonna work hard every day Gonna save up all my pay I'm goin' to the railroad station And get on my way When I hear that lonesome whistle Lord, I just can't help from cryin' Blow, blow lonesome whistle I gotta find that gal of mine Blow, blow lonesome whistle I gotta find that gal of mine Blow, blow lonesome whistle I gotta find that gal of mine

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