Testo Alamosa

I'm going to Alamosa
Back in the saddle once again
Bought a blue rose in Ruidosa
Because my true love wanted her one

Well, I'm riding 159
Snow is falling and it's dawn
Just a little bit further to 17 When I get there, I'll be free

It was the age of the ram
Not long ago in this very land
He toiled in the sun, he loved her in the rain
He listened to the sound of the sage
In the age of the ram

Well, I'm going to Alamosa
Lord, I got to clean up my act
They say, "Blanca, she's bad luck"
But I could never get enough

It was the age of the ram
Not long ago in this very land He toiled in the sun, he loved her in the rain
He listened to the sound of the sage
In the age of the ram

It was the age of the ram
Not long ago in this very land
He toiled in the sun, he loved her in the rain
He listened to the sound of the sage
In the age of the ram

Mmm, in the age of the ram
Holding the wheel in my hand