We Won't Get Moved Again

They’re dividing up the streets

And deciding where we meet

And the folks with whom we worship, may be gone

And the men who made the choice

Have a quiver in their voice

Cause they know it’s hard when boundaries get re-drawn

My ward got changed in the redistribution

I hope it’s not just a short-term solution

I slightly cringe at the change all around

I’m sure that it will be okay

I hope so, anyway

Then I get on my knees and pray

We won't get moved again

A change, it had to come

Our ward had shrunken some

Cause our kids have all grown up, and left, the state

And those of us who’ve stayed

We’ve really, really prayed

For the people who we’ve tried, to activate

My ward got changed in the redistribution

The Church is true, it’s the same institution

But there are people I won’t often see

I’m sure that it will be okay

I hope so, anyway

Then I get on my knees and pray

We won't get moved again

No, no

They moved myself and my family outside

Of the chapel that we had occupied

Our meetings start at the same time of day

But our new building’s three times as far away

Yeah!

We went to our new ward

And now our faith has been restored

We made some brand new friends and felt, we belong

And the men who made the change

They were inspired to rearrange

us in a way that only made us grow more strong

My ward got changed in the redistribution

It’s just a part, of the stake’s evolution

Chapel’s full and there’s more youth around

I know it’s gonna be okay

I’m happy to obey 

But still I get on my knees and pray

We won't get moved again

Won’t get moved again

No, no!

Yeah!

Meet the new friends

Still have the old friends