I want to ride again on the 3:10 to Yuma.
That's where I saw my love -
The girl with the golden hair.
Not a word between us was spoken,
No the silence never was broken,
But before she left her eyes said a sad goodbye.
Sad am I,
Sad am I,
To think of the chance that I missed.
I could cry to think of the lips left unkissed.
Perhaps she'll ride again on the 3:10 to Yuma,
And I can meet my love and tell her how much I care.
Though I have no reason to go there,
And there's not a soul that I know there,
When the 3:10 to Yuma leaves if I have the fare -
I'll be there.
I'll be there.
I'll be there.
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