You Better Move On

You ask me to give up the hand of the girl I love

You tell me I'm not the man she's worthy of

But who are you to tell her who to love?

That's up to her, yes, and the Lord above

You better move on

Well, I know you can buy her fancy clothes and a diamond rings

I believe she'd be happy with me without those things

Still, you beg me to set her free

But, my friend, that will never be

You better move on

I can't blame you for loving her

But can't you understand, man, she's my girl?

And I'm never gonna let her go

'Cause I love her so

Well, let me tell you how

I think you better go, now, I'm getting mighty mad

You ask me to give up the only love that I ever had

Maybe I would, oh, but I love her so

I'm never gonna let her go

You better move on

You better move on

You better move on