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 diamond rings But I believe she's 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 going to let her go Cause I love her so
I think you better go, now, I'm getting mighty mad You ask me to give up the only love I've ever had Maybe I would, oh, but I love her so Never going to let her go You better move on You better move on You better move on You better move on You better move on You better move on
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