You got to move
You got to move
You got to move, child
You got to move
Oh, when the Lord get ready
You got to move
You may be high
You may be low
You may be rich, child
You may be poor
But when the Lord get ready
You got to move
You see that woman
Who walks the street
You see that police
Upon his beat
But then the Lord get ready
You got to move
You got to move
