Am C G Am There is a lonely train called the 3.10 to YumaAm C G Am And it’s the only train left for me to ride onAm C G Am I’ll catch that lonely train called the 3.10 to YumaAm C G Am I’ll get my ticket now for my last timeAm C G Am They say the life of man is made up of four seasonsAm C G Am And springtime finds him young and planting his grainAm C G Am And then the summer comes bringing warm rains of reasonAm C G Am And time to weed his crop of heartache and painAm C G Am The winter comes, finds him snow-cropped and ladenAm C G Am He has been humbled now, walking into the rainAm C G Am But the rains of death never fall from the cloudless skies of YumaAm C G Am Time stand still for those on that 3.10 trainAm C G Am There is a lonely train called the 3.10 to YumaAm C G Am And it’s the only train left for me to ride onAm C G Am I’ll catch that lonely train called the 3.10 to YumaAm C G Am I’ll get my ticket now for my last time
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