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.