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 lightning 'til the good Lord lets 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 riding the line, baby
Searching for sunshine all night
I'm riding the line
I'm riding the line
Oh
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 riding the line, baby
Searching for sunshine all night
I'm riding the line (Riding the line)
Yeah, I'm riding the line (Riding the line)
I'm riding the line, ooh (Riding the line)
