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

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