Written by Homesick James Williamson. You've got to move, you can't stay here no more You've got to move, you can't stay here no more, oh yes You're my baby, I love you so, but, still you've got to go - away from here You won't cook, you won't wash You won't iron, you won't sew Oh, no, you won't even scrub the floor You're my baby, I love you so, but, still you've got to go - away from here Well, I'd rather be dead and in my grave Then to see another man here to take my place Oh, yes, you've got to move, yeah You're my baby, I love you so, but still you've got to go away from here break: Well, I'd rather be dead and in my grave Then to see another man here to take my place Umm, yes, you've got to move, yeah You're my baby, I love you so, but still you've got to go away from here You got to move, away from here Oh, yes, you got to move, away from here You're my baby, I love you so But still you've got to go away from here Let's bring it out now