Standing at the gates of Heaven, singing: Why won't you let me in? It's a long way from home, and we'll never see home again We can ride the lightnin' till the good Lord let's us in Or we can ride into the sunset and never see home again So lift me up or get lost (lift me up now) Time to get down, baby, I'm the boss (he's the boss) Put it in the back, girl, no cost And if all goes to hell, baby There's guns and money in the glove box I'm ridin' the line, baby Searching for sunshine all night I'm ridin' the line I'm ridin' the line Ooh (ooh) You wanna give up on me But you can't get caught for what you can't see Better believe, I'm set free From the South Carolina PD And if all goes to hell, baby There's guns and money in the glove box I'm ridin' the line, baby Searching for sunshine all night I'm ridin' the line (riding the line) Yeah, I'm ridin' the line (riding the line) I'm ridin' the line, ooh (riding the line) Still river (still river, still river) Spirit (spirit, spirit, go) Still river (still river, still river)