Standard (EADGBE)

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 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

 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 (you better move on)

 you better move on (you better move on)

 you better move on (you better move on)

 you better move on