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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 Letras de canciones 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 From Letras Mania