Well, it's so high, you can't get over it
It's so low, you can't get under it
It's so wide, you can't get around it
You must come in at the door
Good evening to you, my brother
Well, you ask me where I'm bound
I'm a-goin' to a beautiful city
I'm gonna wear a robe and crown
Well, it's so high, you can't get over it
It's so low, you can't get under it
It's so wide, you can't get around it
You must come in at the door
Well, the Baptists go by water
The Methodists go by land
Well, if you get to heaven, my brother
You have to go hand in hand
Cause it's so high, you can't get over it
It's so low, you can't get under it
It's so wide, you can't get around it
You must come in at the door
Well, it's so high, you can't get over it
It's so low, you can't get under it
It's so wide, you can't get around it
You must come in at the door
So high, you can't get over it
You can't get over it, it's so low
You can't get under it, it's so wide
You can't get around it, you must come in at the door