3:10 To Yuma - Frankie Laine

I want to ride again on the 3:10 to yuma

thats where i saw my love, the girl with the golden hair

not a word between us was spoken, though the silent never was broken

but before she left her eyes said a sad god bye, sad am i, sad am i,

to think of the chance that id 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 theres not a soul that i know there,

when the 3:10 to yuma leaves if i have the faith,

ill be there, ill be there, ill be there-