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 of 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 gad.



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...