| E | B7 | | You ask me to give up the hand | of the girl I love |
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| E | | You tell me, I’m not the man | she’s worthy of |
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| E7 | A | Am | | But who are | you to tell | her who | to love? |
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| E | B7 | | That’s | up to her - yes and | the Lord above |
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| E | B7 | | Well | I know you can buy her fancy clothes | and a diamond ring |
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| E | | But I believe she’s happy with | me without those things |
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| E7 | A | Am | | Still you be | g me - | to set her | free |
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| E | B7 | | But my friend that | will never | be |
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| A | E | E7 | | No | w I don’t blame yo | u for lovin | g her |
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| A | E | E7 | | But | can’t you understand, | man she’s m | y girl |
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| A | E | C#7 | | And | I, I, I, never never ever | gonna let | her go |
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| F# | B7 | | ‘Cuz | I, yeah | , I love her so |
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| E | B7 | | I | think you better go now , I’m | getting mighty mad |
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| E | | You ask me to give up the only lo | ve I’ve ever had |
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| E7 | Am | Am | | Maybe I wou | ld oh - b | ut I love h | er so |
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| E | B7 | | I’m never gon | na let her | go |
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