Sweet Al George

The land our forefathers was

A circle of love and trust.

A golden, smokin', victory.

And who knew what the future would bring?

And now I'm at the end of the line,

Tryin' it all the time.

And you've got the baddest car;

Yes you know who you are,

You know who you are.

So give it to me.

Come sweet emotion.

Show us how to ride.

Give us a wink.

Hitch up the saddle.

Ridin' off with pride.

Shoot your gun.

There's no religion.

This is supposed to be fun.

Come sweet emotion,

Come sweet emotion.

A purple shootin' magazine.

Another gift to the lovin' Queen, and a

Yes ya got down cause ya felt like a that

Was the way the old river run.

And ya think ya got it all made out.

And a hot shot was checkin' it out, mama.

Yes, you've gone down to it once again,

And I said, my friends:

Come sweet emotion.

The greatest thing about the blues

Is baby you got nothin' to lose.

Do you have to draw the line?

Come sweet emotion.