You Better Move On

You ask me to give up the hand of a 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 (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 (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, I, 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 So, you better move on (better move on) You better move on (better move on) You better move on (better move on) You better move on (better move on) Better move on Better move on Better move on Better move on