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