You Better Move On

(Arthur Alexander)



You ask me to give up a 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

Oh, 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 that don't sting

Still you beg me to set her free

But my friend I'm gonna never be.



You better move on



I can't blame you for loving her

But can't you understand she's my girl

Lord, I'm never, ever gonna let her go

Lord, you know that I love her so.



I think you'd better go now

I'm gettin' mighty mad

You'd 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, you better move on

You better move on...