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 ring
I believe she'll be happy with me without those things
Still you beg me
To set her free
But that will never, 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, I, I, I'm never gonna let her go
'Cause I, I, I, I love her so
Well let me tell you now, I think you'd 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