You gotta move
You gotta move
You gotta move child
You gotta move
Oh when the Lord is ready
You gotta move

You may be high
You may be low
You may be rich child
Or may be poor
But when the Lord get ready
You gotta move

Oh.....

You see that woman
Who walks the street
You see that police
Upon his beat
But when the Lord get ready
You gotta move
Ah.....

You gotta move