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