(F. McDowell)You gotta moveYou gotta moveYou gotta move, childYou gotta moveOh, when the Lord gets readyYou gott
a moveYou may be highYou may be lowYou may be rich, childYou may be poorBut when the Lord gets readyYou gotta moveYou
see that womanWho walks the streetYou see that policeUpon his beatBut then the Lord gets readyYou gotta moveYou gotta mo
ve