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

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



Now I don't blame you for loving her

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

And I, never never ever gonna let her go

‘Cuz I, yeah, 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

I'm never gonna let her go

You better move on