George Jones — 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...